4 years. 4 years since i last write with much pride and enthusiasm about my passion.
It's like, a black hole, sucking me into its dark abyss, deeper and deeper.
Why? I often ask myself.
This passion of mine, has an invisible voice.
It told me that i had to make a choice. It constantly reminded me of all my sacrifices and thus, pushing me forward.
While I have done this. At times, I beg of you to hear the quietest of all voices.
Listen hard. Hold your ground. Keep your eyes on your prize.
The stage is all yours.
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