[SINERGIA] A wanderer and Its tale

Day 2,861, 09:15 Published in Pakistan Netherlands by pamadapa



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This story depicts the deep pain a person can feel when decided to leave a country which he loves. maybe the same pain I can feel right now when I write this.



A wanderer and Its tale


On a night where the moon was only witness to what he was going to do, overwhelmed by sorrow and suffering, with the uncertainty of what might happen.
The anguish appeared more strongly because he remembered everything that had lived, the great people who had known, but such is the life of wandering and thought that if he dared not now, not ever would.

The pain, anguish and anxiety towards ever larger, his mind was clouded, he was as in a trance and thoughts and words came to his lips ... sandstorms are coming, I am no air, I am not land, wind and fire I am not, I am not peace nor war, I am not love or hate. I think I am a bit of all this, that's enough for me, but definitely I am nothing.

For when he realized, had already taken the first steps and and he had moved away from there. Everything start again, turn the page of the logbook and start writing again. Undoubtedly this land had left an unforgettable scar to him, such that when you look, you remember them with affection and nostalgic, such as the time will never be able to remove.



Wanderer, your footsteps are the road, and nothing more; wanderer, there is no road, the road is made by walking. By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind one sees the path that never will be trod again.

while he left footprints in the sand thought as a slight consolation but with the hope that it could become reality “maybe it was not a goodbye, but a see you soon”





To some of you I tol😛 I strongly believe that a Country is not big for territory, resources or power. Citizens become big a Country and I'm not talking about quantity, each must commitment and do your role with dignity, that is the task of love, this is the commitment that each of you should assume.

Sorry for my poor english language