My dad asked me what is life? I thought for a moment and then answered him. Life is the image of the fantasy world in my thoughts and I want to manifest that exactly into this world. I don’t understand reality but I want to create the one which is in my head as a real one. That’s life for me. Dad looked at me with a big question mark on his face. Yeah I know sometimes I sound more illogical than all the things which you cannot see but still exists.
This is my second life. The identity with which I was born transcended and left my body somewhere in the year 2018 when I was on the verge of dying. I would have skipped that one breath and left for heavenly abode when “The man who changed my life for a lifetime” added his breath so that the cycle does not break. My life is the gift of the divine to me because I cannot leave this planet till I have achieved the only purpose for which I am born. My God never shied away from breaking me down to pieces so that I could rebuild myself from those broken pieces.
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