A KID IN THE CITY
So from where should I start!!!!!
Don't know exactly. It's my life and surely it contains everything.
Why not I start from the day, when I first came to this city. It was a bright Sunday morning..
Oh, I still remember that day. How can I forget the day that had changed my life completely.
Ya, it was a Sunday morning, when I stepped into this metropolitan city- full of crowd- everyone was in rush. That time I felt like lost, might be scared of losing my identity, my soul and becoming a machine in this metropolitan workshop.
On the way to the place where I was going to stay, I noticed several things- like the style, confidence, attitude and the most important thing "non of them were dependent for anything to anyone" which I was lacking.
I was nervous and very much scared. Since I am a person who had never been alone, always had someone in my life who can motivate me, and can watch me and insure that I won't do anything wrong ever.
Suddenly, the forehand of the angels had vanished in the blues and I found myself dumbstruck with the cobwebs of difficulties on the path of chasing my dreams.