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Caught in the society

Almost everything seems to be perfect right now. Enjoying the new found job working with extremely fun-loving colleagues that makes work a whole lot more interesting, got offered another job starting next year which is what I would love to be doing, ideally. However, juggling studies at the same time is no easy feat. Seem to have lost my social life for the time being, and its energy draining. But at the end of it all, it’ll all be worth it. 

I’ll try to keep this space alive. Don’t care if anyone reads it, its not like i publicize anyway. Just to look back in future, what i’ve been doing all these while. What would i have done differently? 

This calls for an early night, waking up tomorrow and falling into the same routine yet again. 

Life & Death.

Sometimes we wonder about our own existence. Sometimes we wonder if we had a purpose at all. Sometimes we wonder about other people’s life. And sometimes, we don’t have a choice. 

Birth. Growth. Aging. Death.

That’s the norm isn’t it. 

A good friend was taken away few days back at the age of 22. Life seemed way too short all of a sudden and everyone who was closely associated was dealt with a cruel hand of fate. Not exactly sure of the cause of death but it is definitely hard to believe that someone actually died within 3 days after complaining about having serious migraine. He just didn’t manage to wake up from his sleep and that’s it. That’s really it. Everything that he’s been working so hard for has come to a halt. That fresh degree he was awarded 2 months back, that first taste of what unemployment actually feels like, that 4 years long distance relationship that they managed to pull through and that FUTURE just lies straight ahead of him somehow disappeared. 

Day 6 into his death, everyone seems to function properly again. I guess its only right. We can only pray, we can only mourn. But we will never forget. 

-I hope you’re doing good in the other world. I’m glad to have called you my friend. :’) 

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I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.
Stephen Chbosky (The Perks of Being a Wallflower)

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Sometimes i get so angry at myself because of what a klutz i am. Yesterday, I typed a whole chunk and thought i saved it as draft. Wanted to continue where i left off then I realized I didn’t save it at all. 

Damn. :( 

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2 A.M. You know. The person you can call at two a.m. and, no matter what, you can count on them. Even if they’re alseep or it’s cold or you need to be bailed out of jail… they’ll come for you. It’s like the highest level of friendship.

I know just exactly who are the people who would do this for me. :)

Sarah Dessen, What happened to goodbye (via runawaytrain)
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We have bigger houses but smaller families;
More conveniences, but less time;
We have more degrees, but less sense;
More knowledge, but less judgment;
More experts, but more problems;
More medicines, but less healthiness;
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back,
but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbour.
We build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies than ever but have less communication.
We have become long on quantity, but short on quality.
These are times of fast foods, but slow digestion;
Tall men, but short character;
Steep profits, but shallow relationships.
It’s a time when there is much in the window, but nothing in the room.
The 14th Dalai Lama (via adaliaplease)

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