The only thing that is permanent in this world is change ... remember reading this somewhere, but why are we controlled so much by this changing time... it comes and sweeps away all the past, leaving a complete new slate of life.
Worst is when you don't feel like sharing your sorrows which come courtesy the time's transitions and keep them hidden in the nooks and corners of the heart, just so as to come out as a dormant volcano at an unexpected moment.
