No Time for Melodrama

I am on the point.On the same point which i used to think of horrible to live with.You feel giggles and warmth of your relations and family and find yourself  with so little time to feel them more.

All the passion results in realization that it was mere fanaticism.All the brain gets wasted.All the fantasies weakened their wings and eventually found them broken,Yet it was a beautiful journey.A journey of love and warmth and a journey of helplessness and a little grief.

Was life worth it?

Probably,yes. It transformed me entirely.I am a new person.A sensible one though.A serious cynic girl (which i hated to be,once) I am not happy neither i feel depression(a little stress for nothing is still there though) i am just comfortable with what i am.Perhaps,it was destined. So, here i am, more genuine and more balanced.

Peace.