Rebirth

from xkcd.com

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no regrets?

i think i forgot about that.

yae.

i regret forgetting about that.

It has been a long while since i last updated this blog and being a little drunk and pensive now, I have decided to update it.

Much has gone through my head for a long time and no answers have been found. Life (and it's termination, Death) holds much wonder and sorrow, yet both are natural features on a timeline. One cannot live life without death and the converse is true as well, one cannot live death without life. However, why does the world celebrate life and abhor death, when death itself is inevitable? One question amongst many.

I think many people will view these musings as frivolous amongst the many pressing issues that one, or even anyone, faces in life. However, what can be more important than Life, or Death and how we face it? Perhaps, maybe happiness. I truly believe that one should live life to it's fullest and when the end comes, it comes. One should not let the small issues distract one from the "bigger picture" as it were: that one should be aware that compared to a complete and fulfilling life, small issues like breakups and the life (though seemingly comparable to Death) are just what they are. Small issues.

Happiness to oneself is penultimate. And the ability to live with oneself is equally important as well. If one cannot live a happy life that he himself deems worth living then that life is not worth living at all.

And at this point, my musing wears thin and i find myself yearning for respite. So i shall sleep and see you all soon.

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no regrets.

i miss you, dear.

"I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion -
I have shuddered at it.
I shudder no more.
I could be martyred for my religion
Love is my religion
And I could die for that.
I could die for you. "
      - John Keats

The world seems less colourful, less bright; like an old photograph in sepia tones it ages subtly. Time seems to move strangely, slowly; the sun rises and sets on it's own unpredictable schedule. My heart beats slowly, seemingly dormant, waiting for a spark to set it ablaze once more. Life fades into the background, the daily comings and goings, the cars speeding slowly. Readings are read, work is done, food is eaten and words are spoken.

At the sight of you, everything comes alive.

I wonder how i got so lucky.

You are everything.

I love you, stef.

Happy Valentine's Day.

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no regrets.
i love you.