Random Thoughts: On life

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Not many know but this year began on a very low note for me. I needed a heavy dose of motivation and who better than myself for it. 

From 1st Jan 2016 I started writing a letter to myself daily. Good, bad, past, present, future, love, hatred, dreams and nightmares all became a part of them. All hand written with drawings around them to depict my mood these letters have been a huge solace in the last few months. Today as I read 78 letters of life written to myself I do smile with a tinge of tears in my eyes for they do smell of hope and are strung together with the thread of faith. 

Someday it will all be fine, and till then we continue to hope!

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