So its almost a year since i wrote anything.
I dont know the reason why i haven't written anything for a year and I am not even sure why i am writing now.May be its because I am looking for some remorse or may be it just because I want to be my old self.
So let it be anyone of the above mentioned reason as both of them are equally lame excuses.
If i have to sum up the learning of the last year in one single line than that line should be this :-
"Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness."
— Markus Zusak (The Book Thief)
— Markus Zusak (The Book Thief)
So simple so honest yet so wise and complicated.I don't know whether we exist for a reason or not ,but i do believe that our existence is somehow overrated.Probably the whole god and karma thing is a fuss,a conspiracy to make the man(& off course women ) sail all through his life waiting for the good things to happen.
Although somewhere deep inside I want to be wrong.
I want to have a god somewhere,sitting quietly,watching me ,laughing at me when I react this immature.I want me to have faith in him and i want to believe that somebody's out to get me.
And I don't know how exactly should i end this post.Probably a full stop is the only available option right now.............................
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