I wrote this one day before New Year, I was thinking what to write so I delayed the whole thing because I ended up nothing in mind. Yesterday one of the readers told me that my blog is going to be full of dust if I don’t write anything and so here it is. After some time of considerations, perhaps I can write something about the past.
It happened on the 30 October, we, sixth sense were going to have a performance in one of our university campus for Halloween. Speed things up, we did quite well in our performance on that night; I could say it through the audience. After performance there was an interview about our crew, it was a great and funny way of interviewing us but honestly the emcees went a bit too far.
As I thought so, I knew that he will confess to K that night after that incident, I saw what happened. I ignored them and ran like a parkour guy, just ran and jump over obstacles. As I knew this will happen, I asked my friend from that campus out for a drink. After a while, a message came; K told me that they are leaving. So, I blanked my mind, tried to cheer myself up and go back with a smile. Far away the distance, I saw K was holding his hand. I told myself, isn’t that what you expected so get over it. I really thought that I was able to control myself but I’m not at all. I left them with good expression and walked away quickly. I admit I did foolish things which I couldn’t believe I did it but it happened so ya.
That night, it was a rough night to me but it was a good to let me realize it was a very good reason for me to let go of K and I did. Right now, we are friends, closer than before. Thanks for trusting me and all the things you did to me, I really appreciate it. Currently, I’ll help her whenever she needs me and the promise that I made to you, I wouldn’t forget.
Thus, that was the short story I planned to write out since I’m steady right now. Lately, was preparing for another performance which will hold next week. Going to do my best though I know that I’m not into that style but still it’s a kind of dance. I’m saving my hair for the performance so you can imagine that my hair is kind of long like a Korean or Japanese guy. Recently, I got addicted to parkour even more so I did a lot of muscular trainings. I got few simple moves, going to play more if there are places for me to play around.
Memories last but you can never walk in it forever....everyone has their past which makes them realize what is important in their life. Memories kill or revive? It was never easy for us to control our mind especially emotions and feelings. Both of them are the things we hardly able to control but if you can control them, well….you’re great and strong
HPB
