"Ishq. Imaandaari. Inquilaab. Aur purre nabbe saal."
This is first time I am writing down from among my words to live by. And just as I do, I realize, these are not words to live by as much as they are words I have lived by. Haha. Guess the good things that you innately are do not change :-)
But why are you feeling today that some of the good things you are must change? And where is this confidence stemming from that this time you might? May be it's a start.
A note to the future self as you start then - Yaad karo uss din kisi ko dukh diya tha kya tumne? Yaad karo shyaad thoda diya ho? Yaad aaya? Haan. Tumhare khud ke khayal main apni achchayion se nikaal ke dukh diya? Ya buraiyon se? Abhi bhi waise hi ho?
Ah. I wish to be free flowing and forgiving as words on the paper today.
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