The perspective of a wandering mind

Life is harsh, from the time we are born, till we die, we go through hardships that no one can understand and explain and feel, other than the person who has lived through it. More often than not, we scar ourselves, bruise ourselves living this life. Some, deeper than others, affecting our lives to such an extent that our day to day activites have changed. From the way we feel waking up or the way we feel going back to sleep. These scars, make us contemplate our future decisions, voluntarily or involuntarily. The individual fears that if they be the way they were or repeat their history, these scars may deepen or worse, new scars are formed. The individual is often caught between the decision to either choose to think before acting, or act by feeling, following their instinct, their heart, like they did in the past. How do we choose? Can humanity be trusted with our bruised life again? Does Humanity deserve another chance with us? I'd say, yes! The belief is simple, sometimes w...

I sat down and for the first time decided to write something. I realised it'd been a while since I had an inceptional thought and I just came to the realisation that my mind was bereft of any  thoughts. When I brokedown my system of thinking, the roots of my thoughts, I realised that I've lost quite a large range of emotions which were responsible for me to see things the way I did before. Have I changed? And if I have, is it for the good or the bad? We all come across people who look us in the eye and say, "You have changed!" A statement quite often made and rather quite easily and to  be honest, I've used the expression just as often as everybody else. This got me thinking. What makes us change? The flow of thoughts, emotions and perspectives are so easily influenced and so easily modified by the people we surround ourselves with. We either change for the good or the bad. But who decides if we have changed for the good or bad? Friends, parents, siblings? The...