A Change in Me
It’s a cliché yet true: Some things don’t change. How much ever you change your habits, routines, rituals, or even city, things don’t change. Nobody changes. Or rather YOU don’t change. Here I was trying to analyze what is happening in me, near me, around me, whatever. It always made sense to me that I should do only that in which I believe. It was 48 days since I was alone and I wanted to conclude and decide. So, I shifted cities and I thought I was better off. I have left my past behind and I am now a new person, I am going to start a new life and so on. But was I right in my thoughts? Had I really succeeded? Forget about a sea change but I can hardly see an ounce of difference in my life. That does not mean that I don’t have anything ‘happening’, yet there is something that is running at the back of my mind. I tried hard placing incidents in a sequence, thinking, analyzing; still couldn’t close the thought. That’s when I decided to deal with it my way: I closed the topi...