Hi peapurl. I came back to blogging to record down my memories. & this memory shall forever stay in my mind.

Once upon a time,
A little boy called max was living contented with everything in his life. But tragically as every typical story tale, something bad has to happen. To narrate & summarise max’s downs in this story would be nearly impossible as his linguistic ability doesn’t allow him to jot down such terrible happenings in a matter of sentences, phrases, needless to say, words. His best attempt would be, all I wanted just sped right past me, & now everything breaks into. I shan’t go into details as they are pretty personal. You may ask from me personally if you are in extreme curiosity but take heed, I don’t tell everyone & anyone.

Wanna know the ending? Keep tuning to find out more. Though max’s live story doesn’t end so fast & early. But it is promised by the author that by the end of this chapter it would be a good & happy cliché ending of the ‘& they lived happily ever after.’

And so ladies & gentlemen, I conclude my remarks tonight with ambivalence of hope, joy & excitement as well as sadness, pain & despair.

:)

“And I'd promise you anything for another shot at life.”

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