Monday, February 2, 2009

At 25 you are facing a sort of crisis. All the time you are thinking about where you will land up after 'this' phase gets over. Either the concept of 'timestamps' or that of the 'landing zone' always adds to an uncertainty and a spiral of dreams built around them gets more deeper.

There is a constant looking back on everything that you cannot control now just to have a gaze on them when you had it. The present tense seems as an invite for the past. Some things are lost but memories remain... damn this hardened glue of memories never melts.

The thought that If-things- could -have- been- different- so -would- be -me ruins the present and succinctly the future.

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