31.09.2019

Here looking at the last day and date of this year in calendar, she suddenly goes to that abyss where it reminds of her the time aback year from now, how things were very different to present, remembering the losses, all those incompleteness around her. She goes and goes to the loopholes which seem to run infinitely for minutes.

She remembered how 2019 wished to make a rejuvenating gesture to lives and it does but in different manners, full of sufferings, devastation, and glasses which are now turned into shattered pieces.

Again a new year coming to our way, like all other years we will ask it, to keep many promises and it proves like a politician where things happens to be an illusion or mirage in a dessert.

In reality, new years are nothing but seems to be a rollercoaster ride an upside-down journey set to have inception from the highest, then finishes into its lowest point.

Every new year, you go through a hell lot and somehow many of us get fragmented during that.

It is a gradual process and like everything else, It doesn't change overnight. We are like the moon that's full of craters and imperfections but admist of all these, we are also it for reason that we are all illuminated against the dark sky.

So plant your own garden, decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flower.