I lost you or You lost me?
Or
Maybe we were always Lost..!

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Because unanswered questions spoke louder than words, and his absence paved a path I never intended to walk.

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ఒక్కళ్ళు చచ్చే దాకా unresolved case గా నేనే సాక్ష్యం.
నేను నా సత్యాన్ని చెప్పినా, విన్నా, ఊహించుకున్నా –
అది వాళ్ళ విశ్వాసానికి తగ్గట్టు మారదు.

కొన్ని ప్రశ్నలు సమాధానాలు ఆశిస్తాయి,
కొన్ని సమాధానాలు ప్రశ్నల్ని మరింత గాఢంగా మార్చుతాయి.
నా జీవితం ఆ రెండింటి మధ్య ఒక perpetual investigation,
ఎప్పటికీ దర్యాప్తులోనే ఉండే file,
దాన్ని మూసేయడానికి ఏ అధికారిక ముద్రా పడదు.

నువ్వు నమ్మినా, నమ్మకపోయినా,
నేను నా జీవిత సత్యాన్ని రహస్యంగా సురక్షితం చేసుకుంటా.
ఒక్కళ్ళకి నచ్చే దాకా నేను unsolved mystery,
లేదా, నా కథ ముగిసే దాకా – unanswered question..

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Jab Dua puri naa ho,
Tab Dua maangne ka har pal,
Yaad aake har pal rulata hai.

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"Somewhere between what was and what will be,
we learn to live with unanswered questions,
unfinished stories,
and the quiet hope that
maybe—just maybe—
we’re exactly where we’re meant to be."

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Sometimes, all questions remain unanswered.

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Looking out....

While I was thinking about you,
I never knew that you will holding a special place in my life..✨

Perfect blend of femininity and masculinity is something, I saw first in you...🌼

Holding my heart in one hand just for you and on another it's something called "fear of losing you"...

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The most important things lies in unanswered calls.

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I'm still in my thirties yet it feels like I'm running out of time. I always find myself drifting from the path I choose. I'm sinking, falling, stumbling every second. I feel so lost. Wondering and asking myself if this is really the right path to my future. Constantly negotiating between the person I am today and the person I wish to become someday. I don't know if I still want to trust myself from the choices I made or maybe I'm just too afraid that my own choices will be the one to destroy what I builded so far? I don't know anymore.

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Don't care, won't care
Sometimes I wonder if it's worth it
Is it better to be lonely and left out than to be sitting and wondering if anyone will ever care about you?
When will it be my turn to speak?
Am I ever going to get to talk about what excites me? About what problems I have? My love life?
Are those friends or is it just company? Am I wanted or just a burden?

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