At first I thought, the world is all cruel, nothing is planned; just havoc working its way through chaos.

Then slowly it dawned on me, I was wrong, way off mark. Because it’s like a clockwork. Always on time, in essence, it is the very definition of the timing itself. Everything is pre-planned, on the right place at the right time. We want some things, but to reach there it has go through a dozen other slots. But at the right time, it will be there, and everything will still be there. EVERYTHING.

“One day you’ll look back, and see all the dots connecting, somewhat magically”.

Till then? Hold your horses.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s