THOUGHT
25th December
CATHY
THANK GOD I MET YOU
LET KNOW OURSELVES (PART 1)
LET'S KNOW OURSELVES (PART II)
NEW BEGINNING
TO-DO LIST (NO. 1)
To-Do List (No. 3)
THE LAST FEW DAYS
MOTHER OF THE GIFTED
THE SEVENTH DAY
THE SECOND MEETING
AN URGENT MEETING
A LETTER
A DECISION TO MAKE
THE PLAN
CAT'S MUSEUM
WRITER'S POV
TO THE ONE WHO'S READING THIS... I LOVE YOU
25th December
It's my birthday today and as usual, I spent my day watching movies I  love and replying to the birthday wishes I received because, Facebook notified them. I received few wishes from strangers which made me feel weird and happy at the same time. The people whom I was expecting to wish me, never appeared on my notifications and it made me sad. The worst thing about me is, no matter what they do to me, I'll always be the same with them........at least from the outside.

I feel like I'm being too much available for people who don't even care about me. Even though I know those people, I can't resist myself from being good to them. And , being around those people , with whom I need to put on a mask had made my life miserable. And that's the reason why I'm writing a book titled 'Few days before I die' on my birthday. 

Seven years ago, everything was better than now, I was happy. I got myself engaged with photography. I didn't knew any shit about it but, I think, I had an inborn talent and that's why my photo's were amazing.....atleast for me. I spent three years with my passion, capturing every beautiful thing my eyes saw but, after that, my life stopped. I decided to become a Charted accountant, without knowing much about it. I knew it was tough but, I was a bright student who loved challenges.

The worst thing about CA is , it's a cave. A cave that transforms people into a  soulless body. After you choose it, your life becomes busy with stress and messy with tears because, you'll never have time to do what you love. Three years of articleship made be realize that I'm not made for a nine to five job. There's a bird inside me, who wants freedom, who wants to fly higher and higher to the sky and never look down. I wanted the fruit but, I was never ready for the hardship. 

The day, I passed an interview, I was crying. Not because I was happy, I was crying because I realized that the bird inside me will die. And after spending a whole year doing a nine to five job, today I'm writing this book. There won't be a new chapter because, it's where my life ends. A three minute book.

© Sharun ,
книга «FEW DAYS BEFORE I DIE».
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Rodney Kanher
25th December
Wow..its amazing..
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