"This too shall pass"
This sentence carries with it a heavy package of melancholy and desperation.. Whenever I see this sentence I feel sad naturally, without reason..
such strong words.. wonder who wrote them..
sometimes certain phases, words, remind us of a certain slot in our memory briefcases, some tucked far away in some black hole... let it be good or bad, we should rejoice, for memories are proof of existence, that we once lived differently, thought differently, feared differently..
I remember when I was about 11, my two biggest worries were maths and finishing my meal, coz I hated having to finish everything on my mountain high plateful of rice...
now..
my worries are mainly into the future..
perhaps... perhaps...
