Thursday, December 9, 2010

Personal Feelings

The drifting apart is stealthy, quiet, but always there, like the way a trickle of water flows through the ground to create cavernous passages underground over time. Occasionally, a rock or a stone might thin the flow, but in the end, it conquers the former, and continues its neverending path through.

3 years back, and 3 years later, will it make a difference? The shape of life is still the same. Yes, factors have changed, but somehow it all adds up to the same result. It is destined for failure.

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