Metamorphosis 2011

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It is probably a late realisation that the year hits you like a train...you think it's moving quite slow...it looks like that...before you know it ...it's gone past...leaving you at the empty station for the next one..get in the way and it squashes you and leaves a crushed mass behind...

The year  of THE ROYAL WEDDING..when the future King got married and the world was actually checking out his bro and sis-in-law...the year some great people..both good and bad said bye to the world..the year prices kept going up and down and up and down ...like a O.o nevermind.



It is over.It is going.
It isn't coming back.It is flowing.
The good moments and the bad,
The ones that made you laugh,the ones that made you sad.
The days you wish would just stretch on forever.
The days you wish didn't have to happen ever.
The days that put you through pain,
The lessons that left a stain.
The things you wish you could undo,
The dreams you wish you could have made true.
What you had,you have no more,
Hoping the next year won't be the same as the one before.

2011 to me was the year of regrets...the year of first time-s...the year of last time-s...the year of maybe-i-should-treat-myself-better...the year of do things you have never done..the year of letting some things be the way they are...the year of things you must never do..the year of getting outside my shell...the year of not caring that much about what others thought..(atleast better than before..)...the year i realised ...saying the truth hurts...not just the recipient but also the big mouth who is saying it...the year I am deciding for the millionth time ..(and hopefully will be able to do justice to it..)..that I won't be carrying some things from this week to the next...from this year to the next..Then again why does the new year have to start on January 1st? The new year begins from any day you decide it shall...So here comes...the change I am trying to bring about....I shall shall shall kick myself into it ...even if i don't like it..I won't let what has gone control what hasn't yet...Call it metamorphosis...call it what you want..atleast now I know where I am heading and don't mind the process....

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