Seasons change.do we?

Seasons change.do we?

It's a caption of a Malayalam movie and somehow it hit a code somewhere in my heart....
When I started writing this blog my heart and thoughts belonged to a completely different person and I am far from that girl who crazily loved rain n books..though these two still comes first in my favorite list....As a routine I carry a book in my bag but sometimes I even forget which book or it's presence...nowadays I never sit n watch rain coz now I feel cozy to slip under my blanket n sleep when it rain ... My friend get excited seeing the rain n shout in surprise how can i not enjoy it in the way i used to....Sometimes I think I m slipping away from myself ;sometimes I think I m being more myself...it's not confusing as I imagined to change choices coz time do it for you...

I always used to talk excitedly to my friends about reunion n alumini meet and now when it really happend I opted not to go...ye,I can always blame my friends who are not turning up due to many unavoidable reasons still I am not feeling the sadness that I expected to feel...
I was in a beautiful calm place where each day was memorable enough to write a story...there too I had some nice friends and like everyone's college story goes it was the most exciting n memorable days... As it turned out, only very very few showed up n somehow I didn't felt that guilt of not going...