Sometimes I wonder how time flies and how I flew along with it. It looks like yesterday when I flew out of my little nest into this limitless azure sky. I have been flying since then. My wings have grown stronger over the years beating against the windy storms during my journey. Soaring into the sky, I had a different feeling, a feeling that I never knew of when I was dwelling in my nest with my loved ones. I have flew over different gardens, in different seasons, meeting and leaving behind many friends and loved ones. Now I build my own nest wherever I go, live there and fly again into new place. People say that someday you have to return to your nest; someday one stops and looks back; someday time stops and you stop flying. The way we look at things, at people, at emotions, at relations - everything changes with time. Our needs, our interests, our likes-dislikes transform as we continue to discover ourself. The road to destiny is in finding oneself - but I hardly have met of a...
There is an inner self to everyone. You might speak, speak a lot; but yet there would be so many things unsaid, so many thoughts not shared, so many emotions hidden; well, here I am - where my silence speaks...