Non, je ne regrette rien

I have tried enough to swim across the oceans.
Not everyone can watch the horizon kissing the ocean from either of the sides.
I have been there done that, just so you know.
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Even the bravest soldier in the battlefield fear for the impending dawn
I have wandered through every inch of the ground just to feel my pounding heart over and over again, without fearing. Best feeling ever.
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With every second that pass by,
the broken trust, the lost love, disguised promises, demeaned self-respect, the lost character.
I have losen myself, lost almost everything. I have learnt the lesson.
I have become wiser than I was yesterday.
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If you may ask, do you regret anything?
No, I regret nothing.

Comments

The wanderer

a. There must be a place that feels exactly like home, but not home. There must be a phrase that Sums up all the feel-good emotions that I so want to banter about. There must also be the warmth that I always needed. b. Every step I put requires the strength Of wanting. I wander. I get lost. I wander. I find. c. Every play has 3 parts to it. The beginning. Feels terrible. The interval. Realization and the urge to get closer. The end. Finding the familiarity. The more I get lost, the more I find a part within me that I barely knew existed.

Goya

Just the other day while standing under an abandoned building similar to my heart, when it was raining cats and dogs, a man ran towards the building seeking for shelter. As apparent it was, he was all drenched. Striking a conversation was never so easy with a complete stranger, until it down poured heavily. Because everyone does look for shelter just like seeking for their souls out of life and have got nothing but share stories. The particular story of the man standing right across me left me dumbstruck. You see, relatable stories. Crazy as it sounds, but the fact is stories are never unique, just the souls dealing with it are. In the end, we're all just mundane stories narrated with different lives. As simple as that.

Aadhar Card & Evolution- An Observation On Complex Systems

A couple of days back I was at an Aadhar Card Centre to get my details updated. While I was waiting for my turn, I was just observing the surroundings and just about so, I went into the rabbit hole of thinking about how the Aadhar Card as an idea must have originated. It must have started with a purpose that every citizen of India must have a unique number through which the person is identified. Sounds simple, right? While the idea is simple at its core, when implemented at scale it becomes extremely complicated- a complex system, if you will. Let me go down the rabbit hole even further and I will do that by making a conjecture, the conjecture being, that any Primitive Idea when it is scaled at large becomes a very complex system. And moreover, the same pattern can be observed everywhere, right from the formation of cities from an evolutionary biological standpoint to the present-day human behavior in society and whatnot! Let me explain what I mean. To implement the idea of assigning

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