Sticky Past

Our present is a sum total of our pasts. This moment is a resultant of our many previous actions and decisions. All of them intervoven together to create this liked or disliked present moment.

I sometimes wonder what would have been our lives like had we had the power to change one single detail from our past. For one i know, it may result in me not being present here, typing what i am typing right now. One single decision changed from my past, would have landed me in a totally differnt geography right now (and obviously a differnt time zone), in a differnt state of mind and involved in differnt state of affairs. I would have had differnt set of people to assosiate with, a differnt set of people who i would have called friends and office colleagues (and a different boss, ofcouse!).

Past can never be changed ofcourse. The fact remains that we humans are powerless in that sense. But assuming, just for a moment, if we had the power to change one thing from our past, what would it be?

I sometimes wonder what makes us more miserable...
Not getting what we want in life
Or not wanting what we'hv already got.

Letting go

Sometimes we love with nothing but hope, sometimes we cry with everything but tears.

I sometimes wonder why we keep hoping for some miracles when common sense defies the very existence of what we expect to happen. Deep within us we know, that our hope is nothing more than a thin thread over which we have decided to hold our existence and that thread has to wear off soon.

We are afraid of facing reality. Reality is too hard, too mean. Though we can never run away from it, but its only human to defer the moment of truth as much as possible while hoping each moment, as we delay what is inevitable, that things will change for better.

Is it because its our very nature to not accept defeat so easily? or is it beacuse we are too bad at letting go? I guess the reason is latter. We are masters in the art of clingging.

Tighter we squeeze water, the lesser we have it with us. The more we try to grab on to something the more it slips away. Nature has its own ways. And its own rules.

May be its time that we learn to let go. Its hard and its too personal. Its like accepting the defeat and nobody likes to lose. But somethings are'nt just meant to be. And to let go is the only logical way to put an end to it.