
Sometimes it feels great to live. But there are certain moments when I feel like living is worthless, life is full of sorrow and disappointment, it’s like the flow of river. Can you say why a river flows??? May be a river herself doesn’t know the answer. May be it flows because it has to… There is no purpose… It’s just a game which you can only ignore, there is no way you can deny nor can you restrain. Truth is sometimes bitter, but accepting it, I guess, is our destiny.
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There was a time when I used to think I can control myself… more than anyone else. Nothing will change, nothing can change. I used to believe I’m confident, whatever I do. But what an irony!!! It didn’t take much time to change my vision. Now-a-days, sometimes I am the most confused person I’ve ever met. When life is a confusion, it confuses me more. Why we have to make critical choices, why we can’t be at the both side of the river? Why we can’t choose after tasting, rather than after simulating? It’s really tough to take a decision, especially when it can change the way your life will go in future. What if the decision you’ve taken is the greatest mistake of your life, what if it is the beginning of a disaster, rather than the end of a tragedy… What if my life is the greatest elegy of a heart I’ll ever know???
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Being human is the toughest mission, acting human is even tougher. I don’t know when the pain ends… may be it will never end? What is the objective of life? Finding masochistic joy through the bleeding of own heart!!! Or ignoring the heart itself!!! This is getting tougher day by day. Recently I’m finding the second option effective… But will it last… I’m realistic; I know great days don’t stay with someone forever. But what to do then! Is switching between two is what my life is meant to be???
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Those who have known me for years will surely get surprised to see this entry. We know part of a life and ironically we think we know the most… even better than him/her…Ha Ha Ha… Once I said I’m sure about one of my close friends, but I had no idea I’ll be proved completely wrong.

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