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  1. @Ideasmith: It is necessary to get on with life. You make your own belief system to get you through things, at least for most of the moments, even if it looks ridiculous at times.

    @Enigma:
    With all the extremes,
    It seems to be the best times,
    I wonder how good it was then,
    How good it could have been now?

  2. @ Anonymous: That’s ‘out of sight, out of mind’? And yet, each time you go back to those places, the memory pries itself loose and shakes you up all over again. The time I described weren’t exactly the best days of my life but they were warm memories anyway.

    @ Enigma:
    Do you ever miss being intense?
    Do you ever miss feeling deeply?
    Do you miss being washed over by emotion…and totally and completely swept over by it?
    Do you miss being young?
    Do you miss who you were?

    I do.

    @ Itchingtowrite: Not sure now though it was just this morning. I know I came through someone else’s blog…just can’t remember who, I’ve seen quite a few today!

    @ Sherriff: I could tell you but I’d have to shoot you after that. 😉 And yes maybe thats why memories are painful or maybe because we realise nothing will ever feel like that again.

    @ Artnavy: I used to do that. Now, once I step out, its over for me and I don’t think about it until I hear from them again.

    @ Sakshi: Mathematically speaking, it is. Spiritually, maybe zero is all there is. 🙂

  3. “about being on the other side of the firing squad”…how many murders u ended up with…lol

    …why memories related to relationship are alway painful…coz we expect relationship to last forever??

  4. The best days of life.

    Waiting in the lab
    Sulking in the lib
    Ignoring in the corridors
    Rejoicing in the courts
    Laughter on the outside
    The tears that well inside
    The days somehow glide by
    The nights remain to haunt

    Hmmm, the feeling is … – in extremes.

  5. My friend once told me
    When you don’t see it, you don’t think of it.
    You don’t think of it, then you don’t feel the emotion with it.
    When you don’t feel the emotion, you don’t feel swayed around.

    Somehow, it holds true for these moments.

    The classrooms where you sat and waited, the aisles where you stood and fought, the particular classroom where for the first time, the feeling was mutually accepted. Hmmm, the feeling is … – in extremes.

    The best days of life.