2 December
Becoming good at something takes time, you can not become an entirely different individual overnight, it's a slow process, constant hard work is the key. I mean many a times I have heard the importance of Journey and big talk about the journey being the ultimate destination, it's actually true. The sleep you get after a day's hard work and meaningful attempts at making your life, life of people around you better is the actual happiness.
I couldn't land a coffee today, but had a nice talk with a couple of friends, Sarthak is a good guy; the way he's taken his mother's death... hats off, I feel frightened as to what might become of me, if I had to go through same trauma.
I have a sudden desire to learn a musical instrument, preferably guitar, I think it'll be a nice hobby and really the magic of strumming my fingers and actually producing music is fascinating. I hope I get something positive done in this front soon.
I find it hard to accept the way some of us choose to spend our lives, the words that we choose to speak and above all the harshness and derogatory attitude some of us show to our friends and colleagues, I feel each word should be carefully chosen, I get torn whenever I hear something derogatory to woman, it's personal I guess. I just don't like the idea, they are very nice, some of the woman that I have been around in my life have been the nicest beings known to me. I wish I can repay my mom the love I receive but it's never enough.
Becoming good at something takes time, you can not become an entirely different individual overnight, it's a slow process, constant hard work is the key. I mean many a times I have heard the importance of Journey and big talk about the journey being the ultimate destination, it's actually true. The sleep you get after a day's hard work and meaningful attempts at making your life, life of people around you better is the actual happiness.
I couldn't land a coffee today, but had a nice talk with a couple of friends, Sarthak is a good guy; the way he's taken his mother's death... hats off, I feel frightened as to what might become of me, if I had to go through same trauma.
I have a sudden desire to learn a musical instrument, preferably guitar, I think it'll be a nice hobby and really the magic of strumming my fingers and actually producing music is fascinating. I hope I get something positive done in this front soon.
I find it hard to accept the way some of us choose to spend our lives, the words that we choose to speak and above all the harshness and derogatory attitude some of us show to our friends and colleagues, I feel each word should be carefully chosen, I get torn whenever I hear something derogatory to woman, it's personal I guess. I just don't like the idea, they are very nice, some of the woman that I have been around in my life have been the nicest beings known to me. I wish I can repay my mom the love I receive but it's never enough.
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