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That special place

We meet new people everyday. We learn new things about people every hour. There's a lot that our little  mind has to store for us, just to we can use that information at the right time, at the right place. Much of what we experience happens due to what we have already experienced. Whether or not I choose to take the middle queue where it was faster last time, storifies the next few minutes of lingering thoughts or small talk to a known face.

If you're dumb enough, or lets say you want to call it 'rich experience', sometimes you forget the hard lessons, and there it is again. Here's where you ask your information storage box about its functionality, right?  Now that you're asking questions, why would something happen to you when you already know what's coming? There's always a reason why things happen - so what's the catch now?

Scratch that.

Its been quite sometime since I started writing, and even before that, creating a story around something helped me understand it better. It could be a chemistry formula or the names of mountain ranges in the west of India. It could be meeting a silly boy to feeling the heartbreak. Creating that story that came from my special place. I've enjoyed reading them after essentially feeling a 'lot smarter than I was'.

But I keep moving - even if sometimes its the road I've taken before. Because you're going to meet new people. You're going to have a different stone to kick on the road. You've got your mould and I'll say you can break and create new ones. Your special place feels like its got this new thing. Its not what everyone thinks it is - because you can now define - and redefine - and keep talking like there's no one to listen to you !!

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