I want to live a better life, more calmer, more wise and sometimes even more stupidly. I want to move out, move on and reach a new destination. destination has not been finalised as yet, may be walking on a way will lead to a new place with some new faces, new dreams and some more new memories. memories cannot be forever. it also has to be faded. new memories occupies the place and and moves out to a new land, sometimes beautiful. But hold on, memories can never be beautiful, it is always a sack of those emotions or of that time which you have spent in memory of someone or something.
when people change it becomes irksome to look at those memories even. suddenly after one point of time you realise that the memories have made your life hell. that is the time when you need to get out of all these back concern  but find it too difficult to do so. you cry, force yourself to adapt something new and make yourself feel that everything is right and everything happens for a reason and that also for your betterment. deep down you still know that it wont change, neither your memories nor the phase that you are going through. you have to live with it, sometimes regretting the work you did by yourself or sometimes feeling sympathetic for oneself even.
days will pass by and you will feel restless, dumb and sometimes foolish as well. nothing going to be changing you until you on your own change.
Feel the pressure that having just one life is not about the time to be wasting in the things that has been past, it is about having a clear today. A bright today that will make the past feel jealous of it. Making something work out is not the ultimate goal, but making something that you are sure will work out is a goal to be live for. Finding it is a tough journey, but not impossible...right...!!