I've not felt upto it to write in ages,rather to put it aptly , I've always felt like writing, but the course I am doing , my college and in the rut of my own mundane duties, it always took a backseat.Everytime I felt that I should pen something down, I was reminded of some other task that seemed more important and I kept putting this off .

Lately I've been getting this puzzling sense of Euphoria . It's not like I've achieved something spectacular , just a feeling of contentment . Life 's pretty much the same, the same old college, same friends,but a very subtle change has occurred - my attitude. I've realised the importance of so many small things in life that I'd been overlooking for so long . In the thrust of being someone I'd looked up to since I was little, trying to fulfill that mental image in my head , many kind of lost track of what I actually wanted to do in my life how I really wanted to be and what I was capable of . Not much has changed really , but I ve begun to think a little more about every action I take and its consequences . Nowadays, I feel more responsible as a person, I don't feel sheltered . I was independent at a very early age, but its real meaning I think I've started to understand now ...I guess it takes its own time for each person ..Maybe this realization is what is called growing up...or so I think...