Glitch is neither in the frontiers we hail from, nor in the letters our tongue rolls to express, but blessing is in the blissful unity that vicissitudes of race illustrate.
THEME: memories hurt… when they don’t fade… and separations seem bitter with passing time…..
out of conscience, our sights collide,
subject: lodging grievances against the intolerable misery.
when this new year began, i was wished HAPPY NEW YEAR by my friends and acquaintances. even, i thought that even after all the turmoil that my life had gone through since the past November, there must be a shining end to this nocturnal sorrow. but, it is with great sadness that i inform you regarding a poor performance by 2013 in my life.
it is with great sorrow that you soared me to exhilarating success and suicidal debacles without even giving me enough time to taste the crests. getting a chance in Medical exam was by far the biggest achievement in my life and i just started to feel the magic when the treacherous arms of yours snatched my success. you taught me that, it is not the RANK that is important for education here, it is POWER AND MONEY. let’s not forget, LUCK!
since the last November, i have gone through the toughest time of my life and i just got a feeling, it will continue to be so throughout this year. still, it is a Letter of hope, that the wand of magic might turn my fate around. maybe, i will never get back the girl that i lost, the love that i pilfered, the ambitions that were drenched; but it is my sober request that don’t give me happiness and love to snatch them away in a blink.