How many lives do we live in a single life time? How many stories?
Many perhaps! I know at 27, I have lived a lot many and still many more yet to live, maybe! But yet among all of life’s stories there are some which define the underlying locus which we chase our entire lives and yet still among them there is one story, just one- which defines the character which we embody, the one single point of view which becomes the prologue of our entire life’s story.

I have a feeling I am about to start on a new one. A brand new life with a brand new story; I can feel the vibes in the wind. The thrill of standing on the edge of a cliff and knowing you are about to take the next step forward, end your current life and embark on the journey to the next, because it’s out among the clouds that your next life beckons.
The thrill of a new beginning, the thrill of a new story! Your life story, the one which you will lead your way- the way you always wanted it to be, the way it will be finally, the way it will end.

I know I have this feeling for sure, I am walking and the end of the cliff is near.

Life I am coming!