Through The Looking Glass

Last working day of the year. I carelessly flipped through the year's planner that I barely used. And stumbled upon a forsaken page of my personal goals and dreams. My very own wishlist. And I remembered what I had forgotten. The things that mattered. That I longed for. And the girl that I was.

It intrigues me how our dreams and aspirations reflect so much of who we are. Where we are in life. And what has brought us there. How we are shaped by the course of events our life took. Above all, how much we have grown.

The Haunting

Ghosts from the past haunt you till the day you die. If only you could turn back time and do it all over again. If only circumstances had been different. If only I had been different.

How I wish I could just erase the past and start a new page. But you only get one chance in life. You make mistakes. You try to erase them. But even if the mark is gone, the paper is tainted. Smudged. Worn. Never again the same.

Life is Beautiful

There are moments when it strucks me just how fragile life is. How everything could be taken away from you in an instant. Leaves you feeling so small. Making you realize just how powerless we all really are. Understanding the true meaning of submission..

The fragility of it all makes life so precious. Every moment to be cherished and lived to the fullest. Even more so when life is as beautiful as this. When you begin to realize how truly wonderful it can be..