The wave is not a regular sinusoidal wave. There are no crests, just troughs. The troughs plunge deep into the streaming emotions, and find a way to create a cyclonic commotion. The emotions are not at rest, the diving troughs abrupt the flow that filtered,carried and preserved them. The incoherent layers of emotions produce friction between the mind and heart. These layers get coagulated at the deepest bottom of one's soul. The mountain of incongruity is not shoved away,and it just gets bigger with every breath.
Writing is a phenomenal medium of expression and impression. It's my way of penning down life in bits and pieces. Also for me it's a way of emoting my heartfelt sentiments. I hope to evoke the most honest thoughts that run in my head .