There are many things which are better unspoken of. One of them is that nobody wants to be a part of your pain every time you feel sad. Nobody wants to listen to your tirade of the glorious past you had and nobody wants to know why you cried.
What do you do then?
You simply start ingesting your sorrow and pray that the future is bright and in a moment of privacy, relish the golden life you had before.
Its the oldest story in the world. You are sixteen one day getting ready for your first board exam and the next you are just resigning from your first job trying to figure out better avenues to go to.
In between you meet so many people. Some become friends from strangers and some become strangers from friends.
I can't say there are no regrets, but I can say that few unsettling days can make your track go in a different way all together. A little distance away can turn into millions of kilometers leaving just a whiff of a memory of the journey.
There are so many places to go as yet. Will it be as smooth as it has been? Questions such as these are answered by time, only if we are patient enough.
Lots of roles, lots of dialogue and then plain silence. That's life!
