Not in a mood to compose my writing very neatly.
Its 9th of ramadan. Sitting On the roof of my hostel. Its about 1am. Although at this time i fear coming on the roof but no fear near me at this time. Its all black around me. Feeling tore. Something is tearing my heart. . . Thoughts don't leave me. Although i remain happy. The colors of life are glittering. There's big increase in the number of my friends but with each passing day i feel left. I feel there's no reason for me to live this life. . .
The weather is really amazing. My favourite moments regarding weather. It seems as if it'll rain. First time in my life i'm getting attracted towards The light sparks at the sky in night. . . But the condition of my heart isn't good enough. Secondly two hour walk was really hectic.
These days i don't like texting. Not much interested in talking and sharing matters with even best friends. The friends with whom i used to share everything.
I'm having the feelings of grown up individual. So its also the reason i don't feel like sharing my issues with others. . . Even a friend had been asking me to update my blogs. But i feel nothing is left to write. I really pray to Allah to give me patience. And thats the only wish which i feel i should make
