Life

Sometimes life can be very cruel. You know, it pains the most when life is being at its most vicious form while other people think that you are very well off. Sometimes life makes you move to a point where you are like a Prizoner of War, being shoved into a 2'x2'x2' cell. You are just about to burst; but you can't. You have your social obligations. You can't complain about it to anyone as you can trust no one. You may have lots of friends but you do not have that one friend whom you can tell whatever you want and still expect that you will be consoled and not rebuked for it. Thanks to this concept of blogs which enables those unlucky ones to have a stream of thoughts trickle down from the otherwise tightly encapsulated 2'x2'x2' cell.

So, life moves on. You meet new people. You forget some old ones and then those old ones come up all of a sudden and make you feel awkward at not recognizing them. But on the way, you will find some whom you can confide upon just because you do not know them well and you know that the things you tell will not get spread across.