Thoughts, thoughts and even more thoughts. So many thoughts, inexpressible and minuscule they are, yet so deeply placed in the mind that it seems almost impossible to get out of the thought of getting out of the thought itself.
With XO ringing in my ears, my mind is preoccupied with "the last few" thoughts. The last few days to know the fate of my future, the last few days of spending time in an institution which has given me nothing but a truer, practical and wider meaning of dislike, hatred and claustrophobia, the last few days left to spend time with friends I've made here, the last few days to have absolute mad fun in the worse of the days, the last few memories I've had with my grandfather in his last few days before his demise, so many last few's which are killing me with nostalgia and sadness yet make me happy at the same instant. It feels so different, the naivety, the innocence, the carefree attitude no longer persist. The priorities, the chances, the interests, the people, the promises, everything has changed. To such an extent that, when I look back to the person who I once was and the person that I am now, there's no comparison.
As the words in this "maybe an" article go by, a clear thought of who and what I am, is what I've arrived at. The change makes me nostalgic yet happy for the person I am today. I see the strength I've acquired because of the things in the past. I've clearly absorbed the fact that change is inevitable. And it the only constant in our life. In a very small time I've learnt that there's no point in grieving for the past, I've learnt to live in the present, I've learnt to stop worrying about the future for there is nothing you can do to change it except to embrace and enjoy it the way it comes you without letting the burden of your past spoil the fun, I've learnt to enjoy the present for it is the present that wraps up your future! Yes I've learnt quite a few but import things in a very short span of time which made me realise the strength I have in me. It's like the saying, "You never know how strong you are until being strong is the only option left". This particular thing somehow very precisely fits the cap!
Approaching the end, I'm struck with this one thought, "Writing helps you clear a tonne of confusions and musings and makes you arrive at a clearer thought or at least something nearer to it". It really does! Here I am, with a slight but adequate clarity to make me sure stay focused for some more time at least!
P.S- For me, personally, as an amateur, writing doesn't really mean full on poetic or author types or a like a professional. For me, it just means a way of expressing yourself in words and arriving at a small clarity but big enough to make your path clear.
With XO ringing in my ears, my mind is preoccupied with "the last few" thoughts. The last few days to know the fate of my future, the last few days of spending time in an institution which has given me nothing but a truer, practical and wider meaning of dislike, hatred and claustrophobia, the last few days left to spend time with friends I've made here, the last few days to have absolute mad fun in the worse of the days, the last few memories I've had with my grandfather in his last few days before his demise, so many last few's which are killing me with nostalgia and sadness yet make me happy at the same instant. It feels so different, the naivety, the innocence, the carefree attitude no longer persist. The priorities, the chances, the interests, the people, the promises, everything has changed. To such an extent that, when I look back to the person who I once was and the person that I am now, there's no comparison.
As the words in this "maybe an" article go by, a clear thought of who and what I am, is what I've arrived at. The change makes me nostalgic yet happy for the person I am today. I see the strength I've acquired because of the things in the past. I've clearly absorbed the fact that change is inevitable. And it the only constant in our life. In a very small time I've learnt that there's no point in grieving for the past, I've learnt to live in the present, I've learnt to stop worrying about the future for there is nothing you can do to change it except to embrace and enjoy it the way it comes you without letting the burden of your past spoil the fun, I've learnt to enjoy the present for it is the present that wraps up your future! Yes I've learnt quite a few but import things in a very short span of time which made me realise the strength I have in me. It's like the saying, "You never know how strong you are until being strong is the only option left". This particular thing somehow very precisely fits the cap!
Approaching the end, I'm struck with this one thought, "Writing helps you clear a tonne of confusions and musings and makes you arrive at a clearer thought or at least something nearer to it". It really does! Here I am, with a slight but adequate clarity to make me sure stay focused for some more time at least!
P.S- For me, personally, as an amateur, writing doesn't really mean full on poetic or author types or a like a professional. For me, it just means a way of expressing yourself in words and arriving at a small clarity but big enough to make your path clear.
Appreciate ur perception....
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