There was that movie that touched us.
A song which stole our rhythm.
Faces that besotted us.
Memories of friends surronding us.
Chapters of a book seemingly talking about our life.
Regrets torturing.
The sweetness of success.
Bitterness of failures.
And wishes unfulfilled.
Questions asked.
Days of our lives flased across.
When will they stay.
And remain by our side like a picture or diary we treasure with all of our heart, and soul.



Disappointment. Results just got worse and worse. The first few were good comparatively but still bad. As it drone on, it just got simply bad. I really hope to keep my subjects. I will fight for it. I just can't bear to just drop subjects. It does not make sense, offloading stuff to fly. That's plain escaping from what faces us? I will not be loserish and walk around sad and angsty. Shall try to be positive.


There was this serial that tided me through the term exams. It revolved around a few concepts. One particularly poignant and rather familiar idea it tried to put across, was people and our similiarity to the solar system. Some people revolve on their own. Others revolve around others, depending on people for momentum. Some revolve for others. Thus explaining the purpose of our days. Some people cannot stand on their own, they need support now and then. Some slip and fall, and stay down. The last group fall, and just can't sit there waiting for help or remain down, they just need to stand up. It is always hard to judge which group people fall into. I guess, it is all kind of a phase. Which group would be a blessing to be among?


I shout out for help.
In silence.
I need to stand up.
Whatever the motivation.
Despondent with the facets of links.
Still, i will go on, somehow.
It just happens.