Tuesday, 7 April 2015
Moving to the city wasn’t easy
Saying goodbye was the most difficult part as my mom clung on to my fingers just like a little girl on her first day to school
I boarded the bus, coercing my self to stay strong, for moving on promised a future way different from the boring afternoons of my small town
Though I landed in the city of my dreams but the real challenge now stood in front of me, the hunt for a new home
And there it was, a single roomed apartment in the outskirts, promising me a little warmth as my old room
Get lost , In me... Forgetting, The pain, Forgetting, The spree... The sand, The skies The gravel The pebbles, It’s y...