I have tried enough to swim across the oceans.
Not everyone can watch the horizon kissing the ocean from either of the sides.
I have been there done that, just so you know.
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Even the bravest soldier in the battlefield fear for the impending dawn
I have wandered through every inch of the ground just to feel my pounding heart over and over again, without fearing. Best feeling ever.
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With every second that pass by,
the broken trust, the lost love, disguised promises, demeaned self-respect, the lost character.
I have losen myself, lost almost everything. I have learnt the lesson.
I have become wiser than I was yesterday.
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If you may ask, do you regret anything?
No, I regret nothing.
Sometimes I think about how a photograph, a sentence, and a film cut all carry the same silence. They pause the world just enough for you to notice it. It was never just one thing for me. Video Editing, yes. But also writing. Then photography. Filmmaking. Design. And Motion graphics. They’ve all taken turns shaping how I see. They seemed separate at first, but the more I practiced them, the more they started to talk to each other. Graphic design showed me how space breathes. Photography taught me stillness - the kind that feels almost meditative, like the world holding its breath for a second. Editing gave me rhythm, the heartbeat of a story. Motion graphics showed me that even type can move like a dancer. Cinematography taught me to listen to light. And writing gave me the language to make sense of it all. It stitched together the quiet lessons of each craft, turning them into thoughts I could hold. Once you touch different disciplines, they stop behaving like isolated islands. A ...
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