Most of our friends are busy travelling to places(I know I just came back from Delhi after a month, but that’s different), going on a date, getting a job, broadcasting their live stream on Facebook, Instagram, YouTube, etc. Enjoying life as they should and here we are, chatting over Whatsapp about trivial issues that we have.
I miss the old days. I know you don’t want to remember them because of some bad memories but I can never forget those good old times. I just want to re-live those moments not to change anything but to feel young again, to be little less worried and a little more happy.
As much as we hate this life, for things don’t go as we want them to. I have faith in fate, in us. I have faith that one day we’ll look back to these days and pat ourselves on the back proudly, for having made it through our bad times.
Good and bad are comparative terms much like temperature. Super hot/cold now, won’t stay the same forever. You know the science and you know what I mean.
Originally posted on wordpress, on 7th March, 2017.