The presence of a soul in the spotlight is beautiful, isn’t it? It’s another Year, Yet, my combat is on the initial phase, the dissenting one. Dates changed, the hashtag of New Year-New Me is there on my wall. But the thing that’s still the same is my battle. One-sided battle to make every “YOU” understand “let me bloom…!” (The Reality: Me and Spotlight.”) New Year acts as a motivator. The things gonna change and asking to be hopeful but that’s even irrelevant for the soul who’s fighting the same war for the last 22 years. It may gonna sound wretched and kind of dismal-but the hope for change is…