People change; it's an inherent part of our existence. For me, nature has always served as a wellspring of inspiration, tranquility, and a safe haven. The lush, verdant landscapes, saturated with life-sustaining rain, have a profound effect on my state of mind, keeping it balanced and elated.
In moments of overwhelming emotions, the pristine beauty of untouched greenery and the pure soundscapes of untouched plains have consistently acted as a soothing balm. There are some things in this world that possess the innate power to uplift one's spirits, almost as if it were their sacred duty. Among them is the gentle rustling of the wind in the midst of a serene meadow.
Perhaps you've experienced those moments when you're gripped by pain and suffering, and the desire to scream it out becomes an unbearable burden, just out of reach…
In such predicaments, I've often found solace in shedding tears of joy beneath the rain, even when my heart is heavy. My eyes well up with tears as I hastened towards the radiant blooms and the tranquil embrace of trees, with no regrets whatsoever.
Consider this: People are in a perpetual state of evolution, often oblivious to their own transformation. Every passing year brings alterations in clothing, appearance, features, perceptions, and even ideals, to some degree.
People change
incessantly, at times without even recognizing the shift within themselves.
The person you are today is not the person you were yesterday, and certainly not the person you'll be tomorrow.
Yet, the past is indelibly etched in memory, while people migrate toward an unknown future, as if the person of yesterday has vanished into oblivion.
