Its funny, we hate more often than we love, fight more often than we laugh, disagree more often than we agree. Yet, we find ourself in the same precints time and again.
What is it that ties us? Why does this bond look like a bondage but the liberation look like a shackle? Why is it impossible to go and disturbing to stay?
These paradoxes of life - we stay when it is time to go away and go away when it is time to stay! Tears and laughter intermingle like a string of pearls. These moments, so precious, so demanding, so impossible, yet so true. This life, so long, yet so not enough, so painful yet so enticing.
This eternal dance.. so exciting, so exhausting, so much yours, yet it is so much mine.