Friday, April 12, 2013

Someday this pain will be beautiful

Our minds are a funny thing. The way it hangs on to the most inconsequential memories. The minute ones. The ones that shouldn't matter.

How do you trust your own judgement when it has never made the right decision?

Correctness is relative, you say.

Perhaps, but uncertainties has a way of getting the best of you. Especially when it never make sense.
at
Labels: ,

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

The end

After nearly ten years, ati-the-reader.blogspot.com is now concluding its final chapter. The blog has been a definitive part of my life, an...

  • Conversation about god - I
    Even though I may not have realised it earlier, I think I gave up on religion a long time ago. There is something about assigning truth to...
  • Delicious Ambiguity
    Alexandra Levit was right when she was talking about how we might be taking our job for granted . ' Meaning is in the eye of beholder ...
  • What happens when you let go?
    She was walking past the throngs of people in the cafeteria when she saw him, face bright with laughter and smile and indifference. She ha...