I feel that true love as described in classic literature is extinct, just as men who are endlessly brave and selfless, and women who are noble and kind. Today what most people refer to as "love" seems to be more of a set of consecutive chemical transaction in your body...triggered by meeting a new unknown person, who, once explored, is no longer able to cause an exciting whirlpool of emotions and so the romance ends...When will we stop using "love" as an euphimism?

Are coincidences in our life are a part of our destiny and if everything is written as we say ‘maktub’, then what is the point in following our dreams? (by Saakshi)

I wonder if we are "destined" to make certain decisions in our lives and if it is even possible to stray away from our right path. What if having that option of making/not making a decision is just an illusion? It probably is easier to think that you just followed your path, and even if you did make a mistake, than you are not the one to blame since you were "ment" to do exactly what you did....It sounds like an easy way out, but there's really no point in blaming yourself for something that could have been beyond your control...
I wish I had at least one chance to go back in time and change at least one of my actions. Each person should have at least one chance to re-think and re-do. Instead, most of the times all we are left with are memories, guilt, and probably hope that we won't make the same mistake in the future.

What a pretty day..

It's the middle of winter and it feels like a real spring day! I love the view from my bedroom window, the birds making noices (not exactly signing) in the woods and the absolutely gorgeous blue sky. What was your January 30, 2011 like?