It's been a long time I have not written any thing here.These boring long days brought nothing for me.All the days long,I was wondering why I was born or why I'm still here.What happiness and brightness haveI donated,but found nothing.There was no satisfying answer.This great wonderful world,these pleasant spring days has no pleasure for me,but always remind me my grand mama died in one of them.Cruel days.How can they be in such way?
I feel ashamed of my self too.I'm forgetting her loss,I'm ignoring her absence.Can it be possible?Still I don't want to think about her death.If I go on thinking about it,I will go mad.How can I get used to such thing?
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