A BLANK MAN

I am a man with lots of dreams. The one who likes to touch some highs in the world. But all these are brought to a blank point by the criticism. It was always been said that if there is a high there is a low. But in my case there is always lows.What ever be tried to make the highs the result will be lows. There wasn't any time to have a cheer in my life than the criticism that followed me like the shadow of the evening.

My life started with sorrows from the time i was small. That separated me from the other people in the world.I was silent & dull always. It was like that to all most up to the teenage. Then i started to mingle with any it changed me to some extent. But in the mean time i tried to follow with my dreams which at that time was like the dreams of the kids to catch the moon. I was not will in studies. I was like a man of failure. I was like A BLANK MAN not knowing what to do. i just followed the path that was opened in front of me. It was like a way which has no ends. In the way as we see some subways i also saw some ways which was like new hopes of life. I turn to that ways with the hope that it will have some ends. I walked through way seeing some fresh hopes in the life. But these only lasted for some time. Again it was a way of no ends. I always feared my shadow. It was like the ghost of criticism & failure that followed me. After some time as i couldn't see any ways of success i tried to make the way. But from that also i couldn't find the end of the way.With every new way that was created the ghost was following me.

As the days passed i started to go away from the people. As nobody tried to understand what i want in my life or what i am going to do.