Dear Diary,
I want to say something to my parents first,...More like an announcement....
Amma,....Acha,....I love you. I love you guys so much. I miss you all the time. I know there's no need to especially mention it, but today I thought about you guys , and a lot of things.. a lot. And I just wanted to get it loud and clear out there before it got clouded amomgst other thoughts. . .I also hate that you're growing old away from me.
And now back to you diary, . ..I was thinking...About card pyramids a while ago. I admire the patience of the people who learn to make giant card pyramids. . .....
Everytime you start a new pyramid, you hope that this time, you hold out till you keep the last one on the top. But somewhere along the way, they tumble down like an tsunami, once again taking you back to zero. But successful pyramid makers never give up, they keep reassembling again and again hoping that next time it won't tumble down. Isn't that beautiful....?I think it is.
And suppose you get the cards to hold together all the way to the top at some point of time,....You feel a momentary happiness ....But then comes the fear....How long is it gonna last ....What if it tumbles down ?
I think it hurts more when it tumbles down from the top than somewhere along the way....
Either way, we shouldn't stop making card pyramids just because we fear they'll tumble down . Offcourse, at some point of time, they'll will tumble down. That's just how nature works . But we mustn't lose faith. We can't lose hope. I think that's a high level emotion that distinguishes humans from the rest of the animal kingdom. Resilience.
Anyway it's just an idea that suddenly jumped into my mind....It was good to entertain it while it was there. ...
Goodnight diary.
I'm very tired.