Updated: Jun 15, 2020

Every day I try to write something which satisfies me. So every day I sit down with my laptop and then open the internet and sign in to my blog area that is here. But then the story changes completely. For pretty handsome hours I stare like a dumb rogue at the blank dull greenish screen, typing a few words now and then and ultimately deleting everything at once. Now, this is nothing new to me because I have been suffering from this complexity for a pretty long time and indeed it is turning out to be a good number of months!

Now in this crisis situation where I'm struggling with words, I felt that maybe I'm not alone. There are many who suffers from such complexities or even identity crisis and they lack the minimal courage to speak up their state. My primary motive is not to express my will power but to lend a hand for them who want their space, their minimum freedom, and someone as their spokesperson.

Life shuffles from one end of a string to another just to make both ends meet. While several of us figure it and flows with the time span conveniently, few of us lose track of the path of time. This leads them into a hollow space where they suffer from utter despair and eventually become depressed.

According to Google, " The National Institute of Mental Health (NIMH) estimates that 16.2 million U.S. adults had at least one major depressive episode in 2016."