SILENCE 2

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Everyone says that he has become terrible at finding his own peace and solace these days. Poor one, does he know why he has become like this? It never felt like this before, it's a sudden ''change'' everyone exclaimed! But he who has become from best to worst can understand the named "change", he himself and none else. For him it isn't a change but it's an act of evolvement; self evolvement, self love, self worth, self esteem, self development and growth; it is all about his own self!

He is being silent since many days, finding his lost happiness and peace; wherein his questions gets answers : He is the witness of the journey called life, during which people come and go, stood by him or left him, but his life didn't stop there. He becomes his own Pal. He has realised that following other's opinions most times is actually making his own opinions worthless. He finally understands that he is not born to live up to the expectations of others, but to achieve his goals is the original purpose of his life. He has realised that he's not going to accomplish things he wanted to get done just by sitting at one place thinking about this and that; to conquer them he must arise from his laziness, depression and distress. So he makes his mind to face and to go through all the hardships, overcome all the obstacles left in his path to meet his goals. 

He got to a stage where he don't fit in anybody's eyes or expectations except his own. He's now ready to live his own life as his expectations and to spread more love, joy, smiles in other's lives as sharing makes man happy. He finally relishes his life that is filled with love, laughter, peace. Giving solitude to mental health and peace. "The Poor one gets richer in his own eyes".

Taking a moment and thanking my friends Saundarya Patil and Vinita Shinde, major thanks to Juilee Awsare for helping me through out this blog for all my grammar mistakes and then proof reading it.
Picture : Aurangabad caves, Aurangabad, Maharashtra

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