tinir

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2009, i will never forget you.

you made me unfold places, met arts, met music and Beyond Art’s Sake.

shaved my head.

got to know my madder self.

let go.

you taught me that a dream shared by many becomes a REALITY.

you proved me wrong about my beliefs in erosion and downfalls.

you were there to watch me rebuild hopes and relearn who I AM.

with you, i did not fear to stop when the rest were itchy to go.

with you, i held on the skies when others dwelt on the holes of the soil.

with you, i managed to be a wide-eyed fish.

always looking up for the bluer hues, for the sun and for the horizon brimmed with stars in daylight.

and then, you sent me other women who remind me that

the thighs are beautiful and the heart  is made not just for love but for other intricacies that

could never be felt in some mornings.

you gave me love:

the kind that does not speak in elegant languages but feels so real.

a kind that does not see me as a word-weaver nor a clown but as someone

flawed, fickle and funkeeeeh!

you gave me love that transcends my being human. you gave me miracles when i began to take some footsteps backwards.

2009, i am most alive when i took you both carelessly and carefully.

from your downfalls, i learned that what i am now is not because i have risen

but because i have fallen.

 ♥