Last year this time, I was staring down at my broken iPhone. It was one of the darkest days of my life and the most shameful one.
I have regretted that moment every single day since that. Life has a funny way of coming forward in front of you.
I was having the time of my college life with my friends along with stable academic performances. All in all, it was good!
Fast forward one year and a new phone later, it's different. Good different or bad different is still not clear.
The suggestion for this topic was put forth by my batch mate and fellow writer Palak Katyal. So a shout out to her for giving me something to write on.
A year is a long time. People can get married, people can have kids, people can die or more so, people can be lonely. The last one sucks the most because it is by far the worst feeling in the world. If you have ever been lonely you would understand.
I was under the impression that the good times were meant to last. However, my friend, they don't. They did not for me. If they do for you, you are one lucky soul. There are some things which even words cannot explain.
This year, it sucked to bid adieu to the ones who had meant so much to me, but, such is life.
Good times don't last. Good people do.
Write that in stone!
I have regretted that moment every single day since that. Life has a funny way of coming forward in front of you.
I was having the time of my college life with my friends along with stable academic performances. All in all, it was good!
Fast forward one year and a new phone later, it's different. Good different or bad different is still not clear.
The suggestion for this topic was put forth by my batch mate and fellow writer Palak Katyal. So a shout out to her for giving me something to write on.
A year is a long time. People can get married, people can have kids, people can die or more so, people can be lonely. The last one sucks the most because it is by far the worst feeling in the world. If you have ever been lonely you would understand.
I was under the impression that the good times were meant to last. However, my friend, they don't. They did not for me. If they do for you, you are one lucky soul. There are some things which even words cannot explain.
This year, it sucked to bid adieu to the ones who had meant so much to me, but, such is life.
Good times don't last. Good people do.
Write that in stone!