Even after several attempts, I fail to keep up my resolution to update my blog. So months passes without an entry. Life is not still, there are incidences, moments of dissapointments, stories of success and failure but what we remember is very little and what we register is lesser still. Yet these are the incidence which make life what it is. There are small fights, obhiman (It is a word to describe a degree of upset/grudge you hold against a loved one or someone you are close to. It is a 'softer' form of anger, disappointment or hurt you feel because of what someone very close to you did or said to you or another person who is also quite close or dear to you) and laughter. A laughter that echos through the ears even after a while.
Sometimes I wonder, the people who write stories of hindi soaps/ movies, do they even have a normal life?? They never focus on the little incidences. Its all big drama for them. They always have a prominent Villain (a witch lady or a abusive man). But the villains in our life are not that evil after all, sometimes its the ego inside us or just the normal surrounding which turns its back to us in utter need. The friends and foes keep exchanging their role in a real life scenario.
And the biggest villain being our fate. Sometimes, when all seem to run smooth and things fit in a perfect place, there comes a storm and blows us off. It just happens on a Wednesday afternoon, when we least thought anything can go wrong.
They say Time is the master of the universe. And I can not agree more with it. Days turn night and nights turn day, all we are left with is a little less time. Sometimes I feel a rush, as if I had a task to complete. I hope my human life is not wasted. A small little work, towards anything, and make a contribution toward the fellow man kind.
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