When we begin with something new, we have so much hope to continue, make it grow. It becomes a part of our identity. When I look at social media, I see many influencer having millions of followers. They are doing a particular activity and drawing attention of the followers. They are dedicated to create new contents and some are incredible. But, today’s topic isn’t about them. Today is about those who lost that charm of creation, lost the energy to produce something new, lost the purpose to be recognized.

I was stalking someone. Tried finding if any trail available online. And I found it. But, I found an empty account. Where the purpose is written but no content available anymore. I found him on another platform, where the account exists, his thoughts exist but, nothing was written in many years. It seems the platform is now forgotten. That made me think why?

Not about that particular person, but what was the reason behind. Was it something really positive happened in their life or something was really broken which caused the pause of a day turn eternal. Sometime their disappearance is due to untimely passing but, not in this case. He is alive, healthy and hopefully living a wonderful life. But, why did he stop expressing? Was it not worth expressing the understanding of life?

No matter whatever the reason was, don’t we all forget ourselves once in a while? Even I have forgotten to be consistent to write. My last post was almost a couple of years ago. It all started with one day, and I could never return. Either I won’t have any thought process or, I will feel numb to even get up and open the page to write anything. In the year of 2017, I started writing with so much enthusiasm. I wrote so many articles. Many made a lot sense to many. Even if it didn’t make sense, I created something. And creation is always magical, it feels wonderful to express and connect with people who went through very similar experiences.

Then the year 2020 came, I became a lost soul. I thought I was doing alright, instead I ended up in a whirlwind of disaster. I tried so hard to put myself together but, I couldn’t. The year 2023 brought back some stability in my life. When I look back, it has already been five long years I haven’t connected myself with my expressions. Thoughts were always there but, never found the purpose to share it. I used to write so many quotes, but I felt nobody is here to listen. People who follow me, aren’t interested to know anything about what I write. So I archived all my posts. Because my quote counts were exiting the number of my followers. It felt worthless.

But, if I think about the time when I wrote those articles or quote, I was very clear about my understanding and expressions. How could I disappear just like that?! One fine day I might be discovered by someone and then they might have the same thought as I had for the person who disappeared from all his existence. There must be an answer written for the ones who would discover the lost. They deserve it!