Monthly Archives: August 2012


Life would be so easier if there was a modify or edit button to come along with every event that takes place. Attaining perfection would actually be possible. As the human soul is never satisfied, not only does the bad need to be repaired but the good needs to be better and better, the best.
We prefer holding on to happier memories, it’s not possible to forget the bad ones either. Memories have the power to effect your mood when reminded by a certain event of the past. The happy memories are uplifting and encouraging. They are a door to the brighter side of life. On the other hand, memories that are comparatively not so great leave scars. From time to time, these scars remind us of the mistakes we have made. At places, we might’ve gone wrong and chose the wrong path. Regret and remorse are by products of such events. Would it be better to sulk in despair or regenerate the amputation?

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. (Eleanor Roosevelt)

It takes time to realize that that’s not the way things are and shall not be, at least not any time soon. Just because we are surrounded by advanced forms of technology does not mean that all those electro-mechanical laws are applicable to human lives as it would to robots. It leaves us helpless and feeling pathetic. But that’s not necessarily the way it has to be. There are a few things that could be tried like growing out of things that you might’ve clinged on to long ago. Running away from reality might give the impression of being a permanent solution when it is a temporary escape. Sometimes, you have to embrace the bad part of life too. Yes, there is always room for improvement, but only if you realize that imperfections exist. Ignoring or neglecting them is another issue but engulfing yourself in a state of denial is excruciating.
Holding on to things isn’t requisite. Moving on would be comparatively exhilarating. Everyone lives their own life. It’d be much easier if we actually took charge of it. If we don’t, someone else will. It’s like handing over the keys of your car and let the driver take you anywhere they want. Life is too short and precious to give up to someone else.