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   I already started writing a book " Morris : The Half Trusted ".. 

      as a writer I am facing the same problems ... those which are about managing the flow of a book .. and then those brainwaves from which some masterpieces can be created ,but I can't make them continuous..

and for now when I am feeling like I am not    the one when I was once..

every sentence of mine is becoming enemy ... 

Hmmmm.....

Right Now..

        Hii.. Here I am just sitting in wi fi zone to have  a good connection..
      and its bone chilling cold ..
                 It is about 2:30 am to come .. and I am just writing about this .
  Nothing is so interesting here except this a very dry and cold climate .
     Long  ... if I see I can see faded lights in fogs and it is seeming that every light is blurred ....
   I am just wondering about this .. my mind and how it stuck to things it languidly love.
  And there when this happen .. I will never have a reason or an excuse to divert it.
           
             I am just going to write a rough story tomorrow ... Right now , I have no excuse for this lingering mind to avoid it to go in those memories. How things happen and this mind just enter in it with no fear .. I will always wonder why... but right now I was just thinking to have an awesome hot tea.. I don't think I can ... Let me ask my dear pal .. PJ .. If he knows any for this time..
 until tomorrow .. have dreamy night .

so long ..

It's have been so long.. to come back to SAFAR again...

               Yeah... I am here ,after a very long time....
 Because things have happened in their own fashion that I could not even get .. why to come back..
And now when I realized, that nothing has been that much glorious and realistic than to believe in our selves ...
              I found it .. but can not explain... I am just having it with each of my feel ..