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Scars are a lot like love.

i have been meaning to write a blog post since days but couldn't do it. i know my book is coming out and that i am supposed to be frantically writing posts here more than ever to get people hooked up about what to expect in my new creation. But you know...responsibilities scare you away some times. Or that's what has been happening with me; wanted to pay but sub-consciously avoiding it. But what the heck! Life is long anyway.

So i have been receiving messages and mails regarding the cover of my new book. People are liking it. i am glad! So much effort, time and black-hair-turned-grey are invested in it. It has to be appealing. Credit goes to my publishing team who made it possible or else i am terrible when it comes to draw/sketch. It's because of my team that my story has gotten such a suitable intriguing face. Can't say thank you enough.

The book is on Childhood Trauma, a taboo for you and me and the rest of the society. Trauma, of any type, is a scar, screech marked on mind and soul, hard to heal, never to be gone. It happens slowly (i am somehow developing the urge again to leave this post incomplete and go away but i am just trying to go on). It takes days, months and years to realize that you are actually been scarred for the rest of life but by that time, it is too late. Healing has to happen on time.

Somehow it makes me think scars are a lot like love. You stay oblivious when they are happening. The innocence rips apart with the time. Both are the matchless sources of passion, power and desire. Both are the armories to invoke strength and courage to do things that may look impossible at this moment. Both possess the ability to construct and destruct anything around.

Whatever comes your way, accept it. Acceptance is one of the keys to deal with both. More you run away, more you are in trouble, delaying the inevitable. Sooner you accept, sooner your destruction is promised. And if both have to end in destruction, why not do it sooner than later? Might become easier through days and nights, leaving the only big question to deal with - 

How to do it?

(Finally i did it. Wrote a post here. Yay!)


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