Quintessence

I Never Found You Away Until I Stood Awake ! ! !

Weren't there mornings where        blogging was my soul's sole passion?? Weren't there solitude filled moments        where i swirled my mind        Quelled a lot        Unleashing a few poems and quotes?? Weren't there monotonous and dreary classes        where I Closed my Squinting eyes        to think and rethink...so as to Ameliorate my       Writing skill ?? They were. . . . There were. . . . Yea... This is Not Fair!!! Although there were a million kiths and clans dumping their heads onto technical books. . . This Impassioned soul of mine Sauntered in the dusty corridors of Sara (My College).... With hands filled with Cue Cards And Bags filled with Dictionaries & Idiom books. .. Didn't I Love them all Once? ? Ain't I Obsessed with them?? What brought a frustration in me now? Or how Proclivity or Predilection is mutate...