As the wind blows...

An English post. Again. Well, I started this blog off as a english one, so it makes sense to end it like that. doesnt it?

We all have multiple faces. We are different to different people. What we are is defined differently in every equation. To me, dreams, was one such equation. A person who writes poem, a guy who takes on serious stuff, someone who romanticizes love and is willing to believe in its magic.

As said in a previous post, one day you wake up and you know you have changed. Something that formed the core part of that personality has changed. You cannot be the same anymore.
When i can no longer believe in love, when i can no longer write poems, it seems kinda weird to keep writing the same.

Having said that, the blog world has given me a lot of good friends and made me meet some interesting people around the world.

I will no longer be continuing this blog or this gmail id. I can be reached at my yahoo id.

As everything else, It was very beautifull while it lasted... I guess dreams always tend to be that way.. until you wake up

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