You
know what our tragedy is?
Think about it. We will fizzle out. We won't
remember.
We'll be the fragment of memory that randomly appears when you're
sitting in a bus looking out and disappears before you can clutch at it. There
won't be a celebration, there will not be a disaster. In fact, we will not even
realize when it's over till we've left it too far behind, and then we'll shrug
and take another drag and keep walking.
That's our
tragedy, you see - there is no tragedy.
We are prisoners of mediocrity.
Inevitable, but painful all the same. Missed you xoxo
ReplyDeleteAww I missed you too love <3
DeleteThanks! :)
CS, It need not be this way. We can keep the fizz going a long time... Depends on how you want to live your life and your priorities :)
ReplyDeleteEverything remains till we are present, not otherwise.
DeleteBut yes, to each his own! :)
Irony of life probably.
ReplyDeleteAgain a tremendous piece of work.
Take care *hugs*
Palak, you've been appreciative through each post. Thank you very much. I'm honored, you like it :)
Delete*HUGS*
Awesomely penned
ReplyDeleteThe last two lines were awesome, they depict the depth of your thoughts.
ReplyDeleteAs already said, that's the irony of life maybe.
Maybe. :)
DeleteThank you!
awesomely penned!! its the fact! simply great!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Anjali :)
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