Rain drop keeps falling on my head. It falls everyday telling me to write something or whatever I can write about. Well, I have decided to see the world in a more old-fashioned way and touch on our common, humble, unique, and heroic sensitivities that define the sorrow and happiness of our existence.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Come and go...
They come. And they go. But some come and it takes some time before they actually go. Memories come but it can never go away. So beware of bad memories that you happen to store in your subconscious. It might pop-up at awkward moment of the day and night. Some memories are so sweet to remember. But there are memories that can make a mess of your life. But all in all life is a balance of good things and bad things. It is also a balance of good people and bad people. If it is too much of one side then life seem to be of no challenge. In the beginning you might not accept things that has happened, but in the long run, what we have experienced served as a stabilizer to what we are going to face later on in life. It might be all bad and good. Nevertheless, it does come and soon it would faded and disappear not to come again in your life. What stays only memories. Strong and weak memories. And that is sweet.
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