my previous post was supposed to be about the uncertainity that is involved when we are shifting from one physical or psychological state to the other, that is why i started it with a quote from kahlil Gibran, however i wandered as usual in to my pointless, stupid rants.
What i wanted to write was that there is a strange kind of comfort in familirity , certainity . and that is captured by the quote really nicely. Even if some one is living in afghanistan and he/she has to move to move to a developed area they will feel something in their heart for their land, those streets, their home, the peole around them . just becuase you have suffered does not mean you will not find any comfort in the idea of a place.
Ok my writing just SUCK , and i totally wasted the quote and i could not express what i was feeling ……….#@$#@!$!@#$#@!$#@!$#@$#@!$!#@$#@$$%#@%$#$#%$%$#!@#!$#@%$
thats for my writing skills