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Circle of Life...

Old gives way to the new...
New gets old...
And so on...

am sure there is no one in the world for whom this is anything new, and yet... aren't we all still caught by surprise when life plays exactly the same out to us? It makes us stupid I guess - but its also what keeps us human.

Have always said that there's nothing more grounding that going to your parents' place... the habits we keep in that house for some reason are the same as when we were kids...simple, straight-forward values - Parents' have to be obeyed, No rude words to anyone, Shut up and do the chores, No nakhras of any sort will be tolerated... Things never change. Thank God!
And yet with time - things DO change.. subtly enough... maybe that's why it catches us by surprise to find out that the supporting hand while crossing the street is now the next-generation's, the person taking the lead to get things fixed around the house is no longer dad, the one complaining about the dust in the corners of the house is no longer your mum...

These days I find myself at yet another threshold of surprise... am the older generation now. Am the one responsible for grounding someone else... Can I do even half way what was done onto me? Anywhere even close?

Maybe that's what got me here after such a long break... wanting to get the thoughts out... feeling like I am coherent and not totally lost or overwhelmed... or just reconnecting with a part of me thats been waylaid by way too many new emotions and experiences taking over.

Writing is a healer as far as I am concerned... a therapist... a rejuvenator even...

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