I’ve learned that things change, people change, and it doesn’t mean you forget the past or try to cover it up. It simply means that you move on and treasure the memories. Letting go doesn’t mean giving up… it means accepting that some things weren’t meant to be.”
You don’t stop playing because you grow old; you grow old because you stop playing.
Perceptive changes, But what about you?
Are you same or changed?
“How Can you be so sure” – said best-friend.
Is everything planned already?
Is everything same as written in your destiny?
Who knows what gonna happens but remember its all a cycle which peddles on every beat to make our life best or miserable depends on the way you made for others .!!!
It’s 8 in the morning. I, here, am too lazy to get this cozy blanket off me. I can hear people outside starting with their part of the day already. Its 60 degree fahrenheit my phone says, which means a good half n hour to have a sun bath and admiring my surroundings. Standing in my balcony i can see a man riding his bicycle And also a man of almost same age,height and also complexion riding his all new bmw. I think about it for a bit and come up with only possible explanation that its just the materialistic things that is making a man exercising his legs and on the other hand helping the latter, increase his belly Fat.
Then my mind takes me to the beautiful birds, some of them resting on the branches of the tree of my house, chirping, as if gossiping about what would be served as the meals for the day. Others flying all over blue sky as if doing the morning chores of visiting vegetable market or the dairy shop or maybe riding themselves to their offices. Its sad on the part of us as humans, as to how we are differentiated into classes of poor,middle and rich. Whereas numerous birds are alike each other and and are also more united than the humans. Tilting my head to the right, i can hear an old man chanting his morning prayers, emphatic in his expressions, as if wanting the god to listen to him and make him free of his pains and the drugs he take to cure them. Drinking the last sip of my coffee, i see a female dog on her morning walk with a male dog , most probably his boyfriend, guarding her by running after her. I so hope that human boyfriends could have been like them too. Haha. Girls can never get enough of their expectations. As i sit down on my sofa, laughing on my thoughts to capture all this in my journal, i see a cat running and staring at me as if i would harm her the same way, the humans harm her usually.
I have always loved this part of the day, There is so much to discover in my own surroundings, everything is relatable, n last but not the least, because , to hear him calling my name in his half-a- sleepy voice over the phone and wishing me “Good Morning, Dear”
Don’t get it twisted, get it right. I did it different, I did it nice. I did the impossible, I did it twice.
– Paarth Jolly
It’s really hard to believe that it’s over now. It’s strange how the feelings that I once felt for you are being overrun with the feeling of relief that it’s over. I no longer feel obligated to wonder where you are or what you’re doing; or ponder where we stood with each other. And that’s such a good feeling. It’s a little strange because I’d gotten used to those feelings always being there to fall back on, always there in the back of my mind, but now they’re not, and it feels amazing.
I know that it’s going to take time to get over you completely, but I’m making my way there, slowly but surely. I can’t ignore the feelings that once were, I can however, keep the memories, and let you go.
– Paarth Jolly