The Journey Begins : My First Post

Greetings, Suyash here!

I am confused on where to start sharing from or what to tell first, for as of now I have too much on my mind.

I don't think an introduction is necessary for two people to communicate well. All that is required according to me is a connection, a sync of hearts. Consider me a storyteller, who has been through hundreds of places, lived hundreds of lives and experienced thousands of feelings in a few years. He is overwhelmed by all this, sometimes overjoyed, sometimes agonized, sometimes full of wonder and sometimes shattered by doubts. In any case, all that the storyteller wants is a witness - that's all he ever wanted, and that's all he would ever need.

All that he wants is someone to listen to him; and through his words be just as overwhelmed with life as he is. He wishes the listener to experience the world from his eyes, he wants the reader to experience the utter vastness of world via him. He wishes the listener to cry out of bliss and thank God for allowing him to exist in such an intense, beautiful reality. The intensity of connection that could be established by just listening to each other's stories, is indeed, a commendable gift from God.

I hope that one day, I might become fortunate enough to be able to establish such a connection. I really don't know if I shall succeed, though my friends say I'm good with words. I face a difficulty in deciding what topic to continue this post on, Love, Joy, God, Bliss, Feelings, Highs And Lows, I really don't know, so I shall start with life in the next post. I wish to conclude this post with a poem of mine:

Old Feelings 

~ Suyash Shukla

As I finally get to rest, I think of my life,

I think of all the things for which my heart once strived,

The plaques that I ran for, the crown I was 'made for'

And the things that seemed to be rightfully mine. 

There was a joy in the pain, but I don't want that pain again,

I feel like I was better back then, Why can't I feel the same again?

It changes, and it changes quick, I have now realized,

All that glory was no good, just a friend would have sufficed,

The love that was just a few words away,

Would have been better than reigning paradise,

But I thought I have been wrong enough, so why not pick the bane again?

I feel like I was better back then, why can't I feel the same again?

God gave me a chance again, yet I don't seem to long for it,

I did what seemed right to me then why do I feel so wrong for it?

Something that seemed a part of me, now seems best afar from me,

Was I not worthy enough, or was someone else born for it?

"Its grace drove me insane" I whined, then why do I hate feeling sane again?

I feel like I was better back then, Why can't I feel the same again?

P.S. {DATED 01122025}: WOOOW!! I knew I was talented, but I was this cool? This post was originally written and forgotten (02072024, 2303), which is what I usually do with most of my work. Life has been very jolly ever since, so I doubt if I would be able to articulate myself this well, but again, a story is a story, its never about the writer, but the reader!

Starting a writing habit, hope to see you soon!