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And here I am. Proudly sharing part of my hidden life

Monday, February 25, 2019

Today I am sharing an old poem. I had just been introduced to Digital Marketing. Not had any job.
It was a hard time.
And I was like in a deeply disturbed time.
Loneliness.
Disappointment.
Disorientation.
Confrontation.
Insult.
Doing many things. Different things.
Not focused. Not finding my way of life.
In such a time I found that
1. Sometimes I had not been able to recall even the most important events of my life.
2. Many a time it was hard to remember the name of the person I had been talking.
3. Was forgetting important dates, schedule of a meeting.
Days were lazy. Nights were endless. Memories vapourising. Hopes fading.
Then I added the last paragraph in this poem... Because I realized that nothing is more important than ME. That fighting and fighting back is the only way to survive.
"STAND STRONG. BE POSITIVE. IF DAYS ARE LAZY, USE TO TO RE-ENERGISE YOURSELF. IF NIGHTS ARE LONG, USE THOSE HOURS LEARNING NEW THINGS."
And here I am.
Proudly sharing part of my hidden life.मैं भूल जाता हूँ
तेरा नाम,
याद रहता है
तेरा चेहरा।
मैं भूल जाता हूँ
तेरा घर,
याद आ जाता है
तेरा नाम।
मैं भूल जाता हूँ
तेरा चेहरा,
याद कर पाता हूँ
तेरा साथ।
मैं भूल जाता हूँ
कठोर आज,
सोचता रहता हूँ
पुरानी बात।
मैं भूल जाता हूँ
तेरा प्यार,
याद करता हूँ
तेरा कटाक्ष।
मैं भूल जाता हूँ
एक सच,
जिंदगी कहती है
कमर कस।

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