I just pop up out of a brief gap br of self exile for gasping a little, br once deserting me from br the vision of my readers br just to be able to write again br or keying relevant lexis. br br To expose my feelings br in a wreath of words br was found somewhere missing. br I found my thoughts br jumbled and mixed up br within the dark suffocating br mine-walls of my mind. br br Not keeping up with the pace, br not being in the track of a race, br where creations never stop, br where no one likes to pause br for a moment, I wanted to look back. br I lay aside with no one by my side, br a dream wavers to incite over yonder, br I wish to be placed back br as renewed and realigned. br br Some rest renewed my zest and hope, br I crane me up against a slope of steepness br and find good glimpses of my goal, br bit far off yet reachable. br I find you all there busy with work – br sprinkling your minds' voices with words, br thoughts start again showering br on the arid soil of my mind – br muses become rich to incite me br to express again. So I come back.