Last October, I deleted my FB account just to satisfy my curiosity how my days will be without it. will I be tagged a Cave-man or called the anti-social guy or some pretentious snob who wants to stand out in the crowd...
The first couple of weeks were tough and I craved for that juicy stuff and every time I opened my browser my fingers would press "F" FIRST
In the first week of November I wrote my first poem not because I was feeling like a poet but I had to channelize my focus away from the topics, my friends discussed all the memes that were flooding the Viral videos that made them laugh a lot
On one cold night, when I think the moon was bright or maybe I was too high on *** I googled "Start a poet's blog" and I came across "Hello Poetry" I am sure my stars were too high on luck
Before I published my first one I read more than hundreds of them Some poured them arranged some had a celestial range a few "songs for their lover" some stories of "How it got over" Many of these brilliant minds have derived out a way to tackle depression and suicidal cravings through rhymes and words I felt this is one of the best support group in the world.
The best of all, I was overwhelmed with joy when I ran through the comments and I discover this blessed group of people who actuallyΒ Β cared about your plight they shared their own stories and assure you with sublime affection that "you are not alone going through this"
This is more than just a poetry blog It is a whole new universe where the thoughts are profound and your feelings really count no matter how filthy it is when you write them here, It takes the form of fertile ground.
And this is home for some of us who find the world too distorted but cannot let their "waves" go free for they fear for the judgment and the social decree or the worst of them all fear to be transported to some asylum for behaving like a "Lunatic"
Till time takes a turn and normal is "the real truth" again I will make this place my nest and let all my chaotic vibrations get settled and be ready to harvest.....
It has been over 200 days, And these are best days of my life for a long while. I have been more productive than ever. And I feel sorry for the guys who still are hooked on the discussion on some post on some page about some meme. Not because I care so much, but they exist around me. I am experiencing the magic of solitude. If the basic Nirvana exists, it must be like this.