Its amazing how at times a solution,simple enough to elude attention,can evade you for years.It did evade me too for years.A Pseudonym.A simple enough solution to my skepticism towards letting the world know what I write.Freedom of thought does not end at being able to express your views,it moves on till being able to remain unseen,unknown yet heard.Its difficult when you write in diaries and remain anonymous.Freaks tend to somehow unearth pages from them without much of excavation techniques and there are still others for whom the only purpose in life that remains is match handwritings.They'll nail you with such unfailing gifts bestowed on them by the Creator. For long I lived in the shadow of such destroyers of freedom of thought,not untill recently the simplest of solutions decided not to escape my attention and put to rest my skepticism.
As darkness covers(or whatever way the great poets describe the advent of night),I decide to restart what I shut down long back.A new window thus opened,I start off.............
As darkness covers(or whatever way the great poets describe the advent of night),I decide to restart what I shut down long back.A new window thus opened,I start off.............
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