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Realizations - II


The sequel is ready on 'threesome' demand ;) .. This time there are no 'Buts' .. but are the 'lessons learnt' from the repercussions of my overly imaginative and emotional behaviour! (Nuts me !!)

1.       People move on .... … no matter how much they say they love you.
They should J , shouldn’t they?

2.       Music and Time are great healers*.
Good music keeps the mind occupied and helps to pass the time, then time lessens the intensity of your hurts.

3.       Watch your feelings and don’t let them take decisions for you. 
                                                                          Feelings change but decisions last forever! 

4.       Even ppl who claim to be your best of friend might not understand your intentions, they might have travelled in a different time space and currently only your origin might be connected not the end points!
           ("Don't blabber in embarrassment/excitement; try to keep things to reveal them to the person, it was meant for")

5.       Life can always be worse; try to be happy with the current circumstances ;)!
                                                (Beware! when you are nagging about something next time!)

6.       If you think too much and your mind is over flooded with conclusions or when similar thoughts start resonating and trouble you, log in to your blog and write a set of ‘Realizations’.
After that, you will feel relieved and are ready to experience a new set of Realizations :P  !

* God(faith) is obviously the greatest healer, needless to say! (No pangas with him ;)!)

Happy Reading!


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