Friday, 8 June 2012
Time never failed to astound me with its uncertainty. It flows so briskly with merely a few standing landscape of memories filling in. One month of pain, as a new student that time what could I expect? Then, gradually the blissfulness sinked in for the next 2 years.
Today wasn't the graduation that I had in mind. It wasn't totally the same nor was it similar at all. I had visualized it to be happier, content. A couple of friends surrounding, a bunch of sweet flowers, and a fair doll as a present. Yet, life's bias and unfair. The next 2 years after abundant gleefulness, I spend it mostly suffering. I never did let my smirking mask down. It was scarce to see me rejoicing completely with the girls in my class. Now, everything's over with uncovered truths. Time, the father of truth, will you once again satisfy my current curiosity?