Little pieces of the cosmos and other blahs

If you've lived even sixteen years of your life you'd know how it feels to take responsibility and then get intimidated by the output of your work. This is what I feel now. I'm going to be getting my tenth results soon and that's freaking me out. It's just that a stupid mark sheet can make or break you. Not that you can't be repaired and refused back into shape once you're broken, it's just that repairing the broken pieces of yourself is a painful procedure but it's a very necessary step. Everyone needs to strive for more and as I've written before, complete satisfaction is a curse. Satisfaction can be defying and we all need to watch out because we can crash before we know it. This year is going to be different. My last year in school was spent well as compared to the previous years. But now I'm not going back to the same place and I'm not unhappy about that but the transit of getting to that place is like this viscous hurricane. First it's the result, followed by the admission procedure. The thought of getting my results is making me feel utterly uneasy.

I've been in pretty much a state of sloth since the 6th of May and today it's the 7th of June. It's funny how fast time has passed and you're left wondering how those years, months, weeks, hours, minutes and seconds go by and you then think what you've done with them. I say I've not really done anything but I've done things which are meaningful in the long run. Time flies, it really does. You're born into dreamy world and then slowly you've grown up now. It's time you took responsibility and it's time you understand that you're a grown up. But then again, why grow up and as Seal said " take me to that funky place where you and I were born." My world is crazy, it's beautiful and it's fascinating. The universe inspires me, it really does. The way you're just a dot in the world but you're also very much a part of this crazy cosmos even after you're gone, as scientist say, mass is preoccupied.

These days are like fragments. There's a world waiting ahead of all of us and the only thing stopping us from being unfurled in the very essence of the world is those bounds we've set for ourselves which actually don't exist. If we've try to break those barriers then we're truly free because there's really nothing stopping us, if only we try our best. 'Try you're best' is often misused. If you ask yourself and only yourself without any external influence if you've tried your best you might have doubts. Most of us try far from our best and then cry about it later. For you don't only have or know what you should know, you can look beyond. Trying your best isn't easy and to be honest I haven't done it myself but it can be done. So I say, lets all, all from this crazy cosmos come together and try our bests, for then we shall see how truly fascinating the world is. Good luck folks!