You burnt the midnight lamp. You watched your every move. You decided that you will not follow. You decided to lead no one. You peered long into the distance both sides, and then crossed roads. You caressed flowers ever-so-slowly so as to not wake them up. You dreamt cautiously and never told anybody. You made your own rules. You defied gravity. You walked roads people never knew of. You indulged in finesse even at a premium. You knew no limits, and pushed those you knew. You urged the feeble to go against the flow. You day-dreamed of a blissful tomorrow. You enthused the sober, and tamed the wild. You schemed a plan that worked the way you wanted. You made everything to work just as you wanted.
And then, a small mistake. Just one small mistake.
And you realise how small you are.
And your whole life whirlwinds around you in staccato bursts, and reveals a different meaning everytime it goes around. Notes that you never heard before. Notes so alien, that you don't know if they make a cacophony or a symphony.
And then, you settle to believe, that you should take it in your stride. Or maybe, misTake it in your stride?
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Just one accident doesnt mean that the whole journey was going a wrong way.
so yeah...must take the mistake in ur stride...
I feel you make mistakes , just have a look what went wrong , learn from it and then you are done. You need not be sorry for that mistake for your whole life...
so foget it(but keep a lesson in mind :) .. n as all have said here we all learn from mistakes so they help us for secure steps in future
njoy !!
Cheer up..........
in our literature class we study the difference in whether personal emotions are invested in reading/writing or whether the arrangement of words in particular ways gives the desired effect. I see it as careful wordplay in this case .. stacatto bursts probably best explains it
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