The New Beginning

                    Today, I turned a new leaf.

 The fire burning in my soul is finally extinguished.

             It did leave burns, It did leave marks.

  The damage caused is irreversible. But this doesn’t

                     mean it can’t be repaired.

           Once upon a time, I was a strong girl.

Hurricane, flood, nothing could wipe that strength away from me.

But, all of the sudden I found myself surrounded with dark clouds,

                The dark clouds of melancholia.

I was lost, fighting each second, to find my way out.

       It seemed as if all my efforts went in vain.

It felt as if I was thrown into the sea, not knowing how to swim.

                           I felt suffocated.

                There was avalanche of panic.

              But no one was there to save me.

                  I was alone, all to myself.

           No one could save me but myself.

I put myself together and escaped from the cage of utmost

                              dismay.

I experienced depression, insomnia,loneliness and

                           self-hatred.

          But it failed to break me apart

       Because today, I turned a new leaf.

 

Childhood

Childhood is the most precious stage of a person’s life. It’s a stage where a person’s mind develops. A child grasps whatever he sees, hears and experiences. The mind is really sensitive at that time. We all experience childhood but why do we fail to understand it. It’s the time when that child has creative thoughts which are smart most of the time we, adults, laugh them off. Why do you forget the time when you were a child who was eager for answers to some questions? Whenever you suppress that child’s thought, it effects him in the way more than you think. The child feels stupid and thinks there is no point in conveying their ideas. It’s that point when their creativity keeps dying and they stop thinking outside the box. That child will think about all these things in the stage when he has to choose his course of life and realise that he was right and the adults were wrong.

That child still exists deep inside within every single adult. It maybe hidden somewhere deep inside or maybe you still know him. The main idea of the blog was to never suppress the budding ideas of that child. Let them grow and let him rise.