Sometimes loss can the best of things that can happen to someone. I have finally decided to move on. The excess baggae of it all had to crash someday..and it did. Picked up all the debris and locked it firmly. I should have done this much earlier, but I was just being headstrong. Though I admit that you are important to me, but i refuse to dilapidate any more of my life. I refuse to be gullible.



Me thinks that the beauty of life is hidden in the pains that come our way. You can stay in the comfort zone for a relatively long time, the discrepancy is felt when you are out of it. But at the same time you would not want to get back there again.



You carry the journey forward, despite the pain and the imperceptible stains, wanting to try things out, making less number of mistakes, being assertive, taking practical and mature decisions, falling and rising, and continuously struggling.



Dreams are no more amorphous, surprises are not always congenial. But the fact remains that life does not deal in fantasies, only facts remain.



The journey of life is sometimes longest, yet thrilling and a little scary.