Inspired

I write after a chasm of more than a year.
I write because I should.
I write because its what keeps me grounded.
I write to make up for all those times that I wished I had written.
I write because everyday I hear the wind whisper in my ear asking me to write.
I write because of my failure to understand certain existences.
I write because I am disappointed.
I write because I am overwhelmed.
I write because my heart skipped a beat a few minutes back when I was unable to find this blog on the internet.
I write because I am hurt.
I write because I believe.
I write because I have learnt to float, to loosen the grip.
I write because I have realized the clay is yet to harden.
I write because I have learnt to appreciate this treasure.
I write because I am in love with the not-so-lovely-situations.
I write because I am high.
I write because I look forward to the adventure, the unpredictability of it all.
I write because I have broken the wall around me.
I write because it would have taken a lot to not write.
I write because your eyes spoke a thousand words.
And I write because I understood them all.