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Going to a new country is an experience, laden with new expectations and excitement. The first few weeks that I spent in Singapore were fun, exploring something unknown; it was fun to be alone for the first time, no rules, no limitations, no orders. I felt like I was living life just the way I always yearned to. All was well until I heard that He was going to America. It shattered me from within. The person, whom I loved the most, was going far away to some other place forever… I tried to stop him, he didn’t listen. I begged, I pleaded, but to no avail. Sadness crept, in bits. It was too late. I couldn’t fathom as to why he left me, to be in a country that was new to him? I wondered if I could even dream of doing something like that… I have always wanted to be surrounded by people, whom I love and who love me. Or do I, really? It would be absurd for me to leave my parents, my family, my friends. The phone rang. It was Him. In tears, I picked up his call but remained silent. The lump in...

X: Hey what happened why you are not writing blogs any more, they were nice, continue them. Me: Thanks for the encouragement, but I am not getting hold of anything to write. X: Just go through each blog and remember your old days, and write something which you cherish the most, or something which touched your heart over the past year, or write about me ;-) Me: (Giggles) Hmm, You are right I think I should start that again. This is dedicated to my friend, who encouraged me to blog again.