Everyday seems like a robot in motion. There are days of my life when i look back and ask myself what i did last weak, and i can't even remember unless i blogged it out on that day. Otherwise, it would have seemed like any ordinary day, and when people ask "how are you, how's your day?", the best i could reply is "soso".

There are days in my life which i walk the Earth and sleep to get to another day. It is like a MUST to sleep, just to wake in another time. I wont say i hate my life, since its still going as planned. It is the lack of excitement, but actually how many people can actually say they find joy in living their lives when they're under intense stress and pressure from the environment. I for one, would say the climb is as difficult as you fall, because when you fall, you'll still need to climb up someday.

I was glad i had some exposure today; even my father said he was glad i had some interaction today. All those days, i travel to work and travel back, it all seems so routine in my life. There is interaction but its all work base, and its simply surrounded by walls of fake pretenses. I was at the bus stop, and i overheard this conversation regarding a topic which i thought i had a grasp on, but it seems it did not turn out the way i had looked at it.

I mean, can u believe it? When a book or a trusted person tells me something, my chances of believing it, its like 30-40% depending on the credibility. But, taking an advice from a bus-stop conversation, which really woke my senses up, how close is that to newbification? It was not a mere hear-say-believe, but i had time to think it through and it made good sense, that's why it came out in a different interpretation.

I had some social time today. I believe its a good exercise, for the soul to have a mingle once in awhile with pals whom are genuinely trustworthy and we feel that we can speak our minds out loud without any prejudgment or silent condemnation. I love this feeling, but sadly as my tenure of friends grow, they do not reflect or perhaps they change in nature, in such a way that, we all grow our secret tail after sometime. That's part of life, so i always accept such flaws in reality. That is probably why most of my friendships do not last more than 5 years, coz somehow after all the thick and thin that we go through, most of the remains are thin lines of fatal motion.

Renewal is always difficult in any relationship. They say the cut never grows back the ordinary skin. There's always some residue of discomfort and scars which will remind people of the bad comings rather than the happy moments in life. When bygones are bygones, they are merely swept under the carpet. And when someday when matters grow too big, the wind blows, and all these bygones will be out in the open again. The old story of forgive-and-forget has never been true, but its a cover-up for forgive-but-keep-in-mind.

We are all not good individuals worth the credibility to criticize another for his bad habits, school of thoughts and manners, though we try to seem superior one way or another. I, for one never love the idea of accepting flaws, because it shows weakness in ability. Nevertheless, sometimes its best to work with what you have, and when you have better; why stick with what you have.

I'm really sorry, i'm in a writing mood today. Thanks for a good time today, i've learnt alot for so little.

"Tolerance comes with a price of future aspects and foreseeable". - frostdude