I believe we write our own stories, someone said life happens, when we are planning other happenings around us, like we miss life when it’s actually taking place. Missing all of them is not our option but we don’t realise it go, how today becomes yesterday and tomorrow comes and goes becoming yesterday and day before and then it’s lost into oblivion. Wow that’s time and we don’t realise it passing through us.
Every story has a happy ending and if the happy ending hasn’t come then its still not the end. You have to wait for the ending still and that is what you should be waiting for, as that ending is something you have been waiting and wanting, so why not wait for it for some more time.
IF life could be mine , all alone I don’t mind, but I share with many other, if time could be mine all alone , better, but I give it to so many other. There are loads of things you run after , sometime materialistic sometimes other, nut the others are the ones who matter a lot, may be the other has so much of influence on your mind that the day before is the only memory you have in your detached mind, I think its time for our mind to remember the day before once again and make our self happy for an ounce more then what we presently are, so many wishes but very few wants , most quenched and most still to touch the tongue and leave its taste.
The day before was not so sweet though , but I was sweeter then today and yesterday , tomorrow I don’t know what the taste is going to be like but the day before is where my memory stills lies. Sour thoughts still visit my mind very often and they do tell me about what the feeling was, then, when this has taken place. Now what am I saying , why am I lost in the yester years of the day before, today is more beautiful and it has handful of happiness and opportunity with it, but honestly finding one self in this today of today is quite a difficult so in order to meet myself sometime, I do have to go to the day before.