Great realisation. Writing is a great way to express our inner self.. And when we read what we wrote in the past, we learn how we mature and evolve.. And learn what we knew and what we thought, is quite different from what we have come to know now. As a child we are adamant in getting what we want, but we never know whether that is what we need and whether we can keep.

Love too has been such a toy we cry and get .. and a few years later.. the shape and place the toy is .. tells a lot how we outgrow fast in life..