Friday, 2 March 2018


"We should meet in another life, we should meet in air,
Me and you.”...Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that – I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much – so very much to learn.”- (The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.)....It's all a myth. No one understands, none.

What I desire is more than solitude, a self reclusive life... self confinement..A bastion of silence where you can no more hurt me with your words, your threatenings -of not forgiving, of never coming back. I want to sing lullabies to myself and put myself off to sleep. For once. Death is a far fetched dream. An unattainable ideal...

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