Lost yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset ,two golden hours each set with sixty diamond minutes.No reward is offered,for they are gone FOREVER.

I left my heart somewhere in the past.

The future is nothing but a mirage.

The moments are lost and no answers have been found.

Surviving or living ?Is there a difference,now?

Cognitive appraisal.!

 

Half of me?

The original snap happens to be pretty different but somehow I like this edited version.

There are two sides of every person.They interact constantly in our unconscious mind.It is a human tendency to favor one side.

The conflict between these two sides leads to half of the problems in us.

 

 

'How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnished, not to shine in use!
As though to breath were life' - Ulysses by Alfred Lord Tennyson. 

Time - When it flies,It keeps on flying.
 Make the most of today. 
It is the most beautiful gift of God but sadly,half of us don't even know how to value it. 



One day I heard someone say, 'Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket.'
How Important it is to have memories:Those narrow lanes are lost.Those kites flying above are no more ours.The children screaming with happiness when it's time for 'em to go home from school,when was the last time we felt that happy? Ironically,We lost ourselves in the futile and consistent efforts to find ourselves.
And somewhere in some corner of our hearts we genuinely have a silent hope 'I wish I could be a child again.'