In search of a memory

At this point of time, i take a pause. And a deep breath. I whirl into a vortex of retrospection.

Six months, have passed in a flash and now i am left in a deafening silence. Time has passed without even making a whooshing sound. A semblance of reality. But has left behind loads of memories. Some sweet. Some bitter.

Friends call it the epitome of passiveness and lethargy.But there is a thin line between hope and helplessness.

Some call it "inevitability".

I call it "life".

~GNR