time.
God created it to be the same for everyone.
time to me, has been gone to the extent where i can no longer hold on.
i did and do many, tons and always more.
but i missed more important elements in the 24 hours i spent doing everything else.
i no longer know what's happening to dears who i don't see often enough.
even those i see often enough, i stop asking.
blog is wonderful.
in its own way.
we tell the world what is happening.
we know what is going on in our world.
but the most basic form of communication has been lost.
more than ever.
i stopped listening very long ago.
i hate myself for that.
now, i even stopped asking.
ironically
i know all these myself.
but i don't seem to be doing anything about it.
if writing it down is useful,
then why hasn't all work since so long.
i don't give up on the blog for simple reasons.
they contain more than words.
they contain memories of the times which i have forgotten.
if i were to open past memories, what can i find?
time is life.
i live a life, making use of time,
but i have never till today understand,
the most wondrous values of time.