Experience of my own existence
I want to start my blog with my own experience.Who am I?? It was a big question for me until I found my own existence. I used to introduce myself according to my profession,the profession which helps me to earn money for survival. But actually who am I ??? As a kid, I was a silent kid. I loved day dreaming. I used to be in different world, I had imaginary people, imaginary best friend in that world with whom I can share everything, I used to write poems, journals about my feelings . But I used to worry, what will I dream of when my dreams will come true, then what will be the next thing to dream. I had no answer.My heart used to sink for no reason. I never understood what is this feeling until that happened. After I finished my study, I started my job, I used to give my all energy to my job. I started living a mechanical life . I wanted a great career, better salary, better position, better status in the society...etc. My family was proud of me. Infact I was proud of mysel...