It is an overwhelming emotion which I am trying to process in my head to write words here on this space, on blogger. It is a space which led to beginning of so many things.
I was a teenager back then. Here I am after all this years, with much clarity of the confusions in life which I had in 2009s.
From what made me grow this is now about to become a space where I am going to talk to my son, Vidhaan. Yes, a father now. From a teenager trying to change the world to a father who wants to talk to his son.
So many daily things to tell, so many bedtime stories which have been lost, to whatever I can communicate in its raw form.
This also is now a safe haven because who comes to blogspot anymore?
My head is all jolted and fingers are stopping midway while writing because overthinking has taken a central space in life which I am fortunately reducing with help of some really good friends.
Vidhaan, today your dadi was remembering you. Today is the 30th of August, exactly a month from when she last was with you. Hearts are heavy, words and tears aren't coming very easy but with the hope that something better is written in the fate for all of us, will be looking forward for a new day tomorrow and promise to keep coming back here every night before I sleep - to talk with you.