My Lazy Girl

I have forgotten the correct address to the purpose of my life. I never wanted to reveal this to you but since you were anxious enough to read between the lines, here I narrate you the paragraph. My dearest of all, I hold a reason for being away since long. Excuses are not entertained I know but here's a request to read this with a fraction of your patience. Thanks for bearing up. You know there were times and there are times when I feel I am sailing in the wrong direction or sometimes I don't even know whether the direction is right or wrong or just floating aimlessly. I am feeling those times, these days. I know whatever I am doing right now is not what  I am suppose to do. But the harder part of irony is, I also don't know what exactly I am supposed to do. (sounds weird? I know.) In other words I have forgotten the correct address to the purpose of my life. I never wanted to reveal this to you but since you were anxious enough to read between the line...

Hi! To be honest in the very first place let me tell you that today I have no agenda or gossip to share with you. But frankly speaking, all this time when I was lost, I missed myself and by myself, I mean "you"! I don't know whether my absence was felt by you or not but perhaps I also know that there are people or I should say great people in your life to entertain you but somewhere sometime I thought, I felt incomplete, as if a major part of myself was being lost, and by myself I mean...you! Each day I remembered you in your own weird manner. Whenever I see something,  thoughts remind me of you and by you I mean myself! Each time I decide to write to you, procrastination has its spell on me. I missed you every day, I missed you every night, I missed your comments and the controversial fights. I had nobody to push me by saying...... "keep going, we need more of you. " nothing prevailed but the deep silence. I know you have forgotten me this summer but ...