Where Do I Begin?

Just as a typical layman fears — fear of inadequacy; fear of rejection; fear of mediocrity; fear of judgement. It encripted deeply still regardless of oceans of times.
In retrospection, 365 days had taught me so much more than I'd have anticipated.




"I finally understood. It wasn't the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind wasn't simply enough, not anymore."

To the someone who wouldn't be seeing this at all, thank you.
For? hurting me; in the most passive manner; I doubt my worth; prior to summer finals; in the name of freedom. Why? if I hadn't fall THIS HARD to stoop THIS LOW down to the ground, I wouldn't have sprouting in the new green seeds afresh. 
Hence to restore this huge foolish mistake.

To loss is a gain — in too many ways.

Ever grateful for : people who stood by me, displaying sincerity despite my shortfalls, instilling passions, uplifting words & companionships, reinforce virtues in my head, never gave up upon my stubbornness and ultimately, listening.



It doesn't matter if the wrong ones gone someday somewhere down the lane. You perceived multiple colors & faces of people, counter no more but acceptance. You grow up to be a better person than you were few months ago, few weeks ago, few days ago.
You practice compassion. You practice kindness. You embrace gratitude. Nobody owes you anything. Certainly, the journeys pretty much outweigh the miseries.