Soo...
Earlier this evening, I was watching reels on insta at my relatives haldhi function boz I was bored and bcoz they hadn’t started the event yet and were busy with a photoshoot, for two whole hours!
Idk why this thought even crossed my mind, but it did.. very unexpectedly
A Rush of emotions. All at once.
As if this is not my 1st life and i don't think this will be my last or maybe it will..
And I felt like I've already come so farr in this life, yet there are still so many years ahead of me. And just the mere thought of it is exhausting!
It felt like I had lived countless lives, experienced endless tales, and gathered immeasurable wisdom in life.
And when I asked myself why I felt this way, only one answer came to mind i.e; I READ!!
I laughed and cried.
I lived and died.
I was loved and abandoned.
I was hurt and comforted.
Again and again.
I lived a thousand lives and died a thousand deaths
Through the characters, through their stories...
I lived it all
What a rollercoaster ride it is, to be lost in the weight of existence at a family function, of all places...
And not just any function, but one where a new life begins!
Ahh I'm blabbering again!!!