sometimes ,rather all the time I wonder ,your childhood memories ever leave you or you ever abandon those memories .

I read an article in which Rekha ,the veteran actress, laments her lost years as a teenager,how she was made to work in movies when other girls her age were "living" their lives.She claimed that she didn't even realise when she stepped in and out of the teenage.

It left me thinking ,that she is Rekha and no ordinary Rekha at that ,only because of those slogging hours which she "suffered" as a teenager.



But i do identify with her grief.I understand how feeling of remaining unfulfilled,that pang of not being able to decide for your future never detaches itself .

It is almost like you want to go back and relive those moments your own way ,you want to scrape everything from your life and rebuild it again ,saying Its my Life.



But it doesn't happens and life moves on and you remain mourning your loss, for what you couldn't do, because it wasn't you who designed or desired for present state(even if you are happy by all worldly means)।True ,not always you can craft your intented tommorow ,but at least srtategising your own moves is a reward in itself.I don't know how many in the world have similar views but for me independence is only this:living my life on my own terms.

Still ,forgetting and forgiving saves your positive energy levels.....destiny!! plays an important part .