Memories have a strange habit. They fade away… and they do so faster when you don’t want them to. Maybe that is why people came into the habit of writing whatever happened around them. Writing was their helpless attempt at trying to hold quicksand.
Words lose meaning once they stop carrying stories around… but if they truly wanted to tell those tales, they would have. Why didn’t they?
Every heart in this world speaks in the tongue of an artist, and yet you don’t have many to celebrate; mostly because they are afraid to scream and a world that is full of noise fails to hear their whispers.
Why whisper the truth, you ask? What would you do if you were standing in a crowd full of thieves who prey on secrets?
Truth is not lost, it has simply been silent.
– Gauri Walecha
Truth is there on every instance, just in the back side of the coin. 🍃🙋♂️
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Very true. Unfortunately, people often forget to flip the coin and bring the truth forward.
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Well said . Absolutely true. If we effort we have the reality seen all over. Cheers.
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Very true. All it needs is a little bit of effort from our end to bring the truth in sight for everyone.
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Hope we all can learn to the best of the days ahead . Stay connected. Happy blogging.🌷🎄☃️🌿🍀
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I am always delighted to see you in my inbox! Brilliant as always. Thank you.
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Thank you so much Sonya. Your comments and support keep me going. Thank you ❤️
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I felt the honesty and truth of every word in here. Indeed. A helpless attempt at holding quicksand, something which we regard precious.
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