There are fleeting moments when I just want to go back in time and take my words back. And strangely enough, the words have always been either YES or NO. Though time travel isn't practical yet, it doesn't hurt to imagine (a.k.a dream in this scenario) how life would have completely changed with those monosyllables.

While driving home last evening I suddenly remembered Infinity. Pending last chapter, I felt that there wasn't a tenth chapter meant to be. Because everything that was said had been all a culmination of everything that had gone through my mind till that point. It has been two years since I haven't written and if I go with the fact that there isn't anything to say - then it's beyond disappointing. Because it would infer that I haven't changed in two years, I have learned anything new in two years, I haven't evolved in two years. That isn't a happy thought, honestly speaking. I am hoping this frequent blogging will get me out of the runt and give me a chance to figure out what has changed.

Change - that's interesting. During the process undergoing change or being influenced, there should be a conflict, right? This conflict should give rise to an internal debate rather than a monologue. This internal debate sometimes gets reflected in oscillating mood swings when it comes to few topics - you must have seen few people who can't seem to make up their mind. It's because most of those people wouldn't know what exactly they stand for or what they believe in. An argument only makes sense when one fully understands when everything surrounding the topic of discussion is known. Anyway once the conflict is resolved, changes can actually progress.

Which makes me wonder - is not changing is also a change?