Where do the old birds go to die ?

The happier a moment is, the shorter it will last, the faster it will turn into a good memory or a smooth page on your diary . It’s funny how a beautiful moment passes in the blink of an eye whereas a sad memory seems to be ready to accompany us throughout the rest of our lives.

Regardless of their nature, we all love collecting memories. I myself have written over 2 diaries till now. Every time I start writing, I feel lighter and better. Since I don’t have a lot of close friends, a diary works like a container for me. But there are times when I want to share my vulnerabilities with someone human. I want to know if there are other people facing the same situations in their lives. We all have our differences but we also make common experiences, at times. Imagine how it might feel to know that someone goes through the same things that you are going through ?

And that’s exactly why I have started blogging. I want to explore the world, make more memories and connect with people who have similar situations like that of mine. After all, teenage life has its ups and downs . And at the end of the day, no matter how introvert or extrovert we may be , almost all of us crave for a sense of belonging. It might be group of 3. It might be a group of 300. The numbers don’t matter ; the sense of belonging does.

So, if you have a story and can’t find anyone to share it with , you know whom to knock. See you soon !

I may win and I may lose, but I will never be defeated

Emmitt Smith