Story of a broken heart
20th January, 2019
My love for writing started at a very early age, when I found a way to express my feelings and freedom through writing.
Whether it was meant to send my love bites of written and folded to my crushes or something that I felt like writing that day. Although I did not have a habit of writing a diary and following it on a daily basis, I would scribble my writings on small pieces of paper found in and around or just on the pages of the rough notes I had.
This Blog or the Story that I am going to write was initially written when I was just 16 and the lines are still so fresh in my mind that I clearly knew what I had written then. And it's exactly like what it was back then.
“Once upon a time on a dark cloudy night walking on a lonely highway a strange man carrying a bundle on his back walks quietly, he crosses to the other side of the road that leads to a dense forest alongside the highway where he was slowly and steadily keeping a pace and in between looking for dangers like dogs and policemen chasing him.