The End
Leaves are falling. It's the end of summer, and the beginning of autumn.
Temperatures are dropping. It's the end of sunny days, and the beginning of cool windy days.
I am aging. It's almost the end of my 30s, and the beginning of my 40s.
It's 3.32am in KL. It's almost the end of the night, and the beginning of a new day.
See, nothing stays put at one point of time. Something is ending and something begins.
Temperatures are dropping. It's the end of sunny days, and the beginning of cool windy days.
I am aging. It's almost the end of my 30s, and the beginning of my 40s.
It's 3.32am in KL. It's almost the end of the night, and the beginning of a new day.
See, nothing stays put at one point of time. Something is ending and something begins.
Old couple strolling along Hyde park, London.
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I came like water, and like wind I go
Edward Fitzgerald---
"... Into this universe, and why not knowing
nor whence, like water willy-willy flowing;
And out of it, as wind along the waste,
I know not wither, willy-willy flowing.
......
And many a knot unraveled by the road,
But not the master-knot of human fate.
There was the door to which I found no key,
There was the veil through which I might not see,
Some little talk awhile of me and thee,
There was-and then no more of thee and me."
Life never stays put. Even our thoughts are flowing like a river, all the time.
Or like the wind, comes this moment, gone the next.
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