Nostalgia…
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t times things are
done. You cannot change it but you can always to mend it. Aporia rules over me.
Nostalgia inside me is a dichotomy an enigma. Well, I’m not an actor I’m not a
star but a strange nostalgia feels like curtains finally closing, very
entertaining but it’s over now.
Euphoria of life was
amazing. It was indeed a frison, a halcyon, joie-de-vivre or dolce vita. Even
my odds were out it was giving sparks at its best. They called themselves as an
assembly of “Wild Guys”. My rusty peers . Days passed by in an emphatic fashion. Days we had, songs we sang
together will implant yearning memories. Nothing will last forever so will our
epoch. Picture prefect memories will grow nostalgia even deeper. If I could
read their imagination I would have told how they felt. Time will occasionally
tour us in a no man’s land. Choosing the right path is a difficult task, to
endure is like biting a bullet, to conquer is a Herculean task. It’s not
surprising that how some people would take chance and entourage. When reflex
fails to respond things could go wrong in a fell in a nasty way. Life always
gives a next chance. It does not necessarily meant to be schizophrenia. Not
every goal will be fulfilled. Not every relationship will endure. Not every
hope will come to pass. Not every love will last. Not every endeavor will be
completed. Not every dream will be realized. Sometimes things happen to you
that may be some painful, horrible and unfair at first, but in reflection you
find that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your
potential, strength, willpower or heart. At difficult times it is important
that we give up things or prefer escapism. How evergreen is oleander, it is
still a poisonous.
Chapters will change
like ebbed movements of a sea. Good times and bad times both won’t last
forever. You will meet people who affect your life. It is also true that some
people are the only exception. They will be the chapters of your life. The
success and downfalls you experience help to create who you are and who you
become. I thought I would conquer the splendid and celestial thing. Perhaps, I
was patronized. Maybe I was hapless. No more contemporary folly game because it
did not use to happen before. I believe everything happens for a reason. Somewhere
in everyone’s’ life this happens in different ways. If someone
loves you, love them back unconditionally not only because they love you, but
because in a way they are teaching you to love and how to open your heart and
eyes to things.
Illness, injury, love
lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits
of your soul. Without these small tests, life would be like a smoothly paved
flat road to nowhere. It would be safe and comfortable but dull and pointless. Well,
I didn’t have to bother much about this. Someone was there to hold my hands, to
inspire me, making me dream, comfort, made several reasons for living.
Nostalgia is a yearning memory because I am used to treasure every moment.
Eventually, I figured out that to love and to be loved is the greatest
happiness of the existence. If only you could believe in yourself it would be
easier for others to believe in you. You could expect the people around you
start to feel peace and grace in you. It was necessary to come down to lofty imagination
of life and embrace life. You may have suffered but you must have seen the
light. You haven’t lived if you could not figure out light. You are richer
today if you have laughed, given or forgiven. Tell yourself you are a great
individual. Create your own life and then go out and live it with absolutely no
regrets. Don’t be afraid to be the best. Explore new horizons,
step out of comfort zone and enter to courage zone. Make striking difference.
It is our thoughts which guide our actions, mold our character and shape our
destiny.
Yesterday was by-gone,
actions count today, nostalgia wont be an excuse tomorrow. Life gives better as
time passes. It is a array of bittersweet memories. New chapters will unfold.
People, places and occasions will change.
In this battle of life
Nostalgia wins but I ain’t defeated.
Au Revoir !!!!!!!
WERAZ
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