Friday evening. In front of a computer. Mind numb after 11 hours of non-stop work. Alone with my thoughts for the first time in the day. Looking at some old photographs. Spontaneous smiles – mischievous twinkle in the eyes – forgotten friendships – affection and love in each photograph.
Times don’t remain the same always though. Times change. People change. Circumstances change. People make mistakes. Fool you – while you continue to trust them with a blind faith. People refuse to accept that they might be wrong – instead they question your integrity about certain issues. Finally, a closure – in the form of truth.
Things going back to normal – you hope for it – but that’s where it stops – hoping. Life goes on. What remains – old photographs - spontaneous smiles – mischievous twinkle in the eyes – forgotten friendships. All you are left with at the end of it all – a why – with, perhaps, no answer.
2 comments:
The past ought to remain in the past...pictures often say a thousand words and i guess the answer to "Why" is hidden deep inside it. Search, and you may get something.
@Shanim: Whatever!
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