We all live in the hope of "a tomorrow" . . .I do.
A tomorrow that may or may not come, it can be better that I have thought or worse than I could ever imagine.
Life changes everyday . . . and moods even more than that.
I open a word doc all set to write my next masterpiece post. But often the blank screen wipes off my head clean, to mirror itself . . . of everything I was thinking, or was intending to create.
At times like these I go through my archive to see what was life like at this time of the year last ear or the one before that . . .Most things look good / tolerable in retrospect.
And sometimes good memories haunt and hurt more than they provide solace.
Past is just the foundation, and with every passing it sinks a day-inch deeper into the ground. Everyday I need to add on top of it . . .just to keep it above the surface, breathing and alive.
Every day counts, my dear.
2 comments:
Hey,that's so inspirational,Deez.:)And,that's a great idea- going back to the archives to see what life was like last year during this period.I'll surely try that out.Tks for the idea.
My theory: " aaj jio , kal somehow manage" ;)
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