what am about to write today is a scream from the heart...
not intended to preach anything...to disclose anything...
m writing just because i really feel the need to write it down and let this feeling escape through words..
I need to bee independent...
somehow...its like whenever i do something ,deep inside i need a validation from someone around..
and if i have been sitting oppoite to this girl scribbling this...i would have told her "only practice can help you"
but i get so stressed while proceeding when i know whatever i am doing isnt validated by someone...
and this doesnt happen in things i am really passionate about...
i dont feel like asking anyone before i write a couplet...or acting for sake...
but all this isn't going to let me through and i very well know this...
thats what scares me even more...
the fear of initiating a task can make me breathless !!
GOD ,bless me with courage to take up new things in stride...!!
i really need this support...
This blog is a worked collection of my poems and articles.'Zilch to Zenith' means from zero to abundance, from bottom to top, from wavering to stillness,all holds good. I generally like penning down imaginative excerpts from the lives of different sects of people, sometimes on our unknown cravings of fiction, our mental comfort zones.The variation ranges from serendipity, to defense to love to sometimes just a random scribbling.Wishing that the ideas make a mark. Happy Reading !!
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