06 March 2008
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Yesterday, i sat alone in my bed, thinking about the past 2 weeks. It occurred to me that somehow there is no such thing as a magnum opus for us. When you reach a particular moment in life that you've always been waiting for, or atleast have been waiting for a long time, you start questioning the worth of that moment. And that very second, your moment passes, and its present no more. You have nothing left with you. Nothing but a faint past. Not even the anxiety filled pleasure of waiting. You realise, what you thought of as a test, was actually your driving force. And its no more.
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u know thats true we realise it too late tht what we kept on thinking was a damn hindrance ia what actually makes us go on and when we accompish whatever we set out to do, the lack of that driving force makes its absence felt...
but i dun agree with u with the magnum opus thing...thats not true...we all do create masterpieces...even in little things...it duznt matter if they are appreciated by the world or not but as long as we know what we created was good and extraordinaire then to hell with everyone else...
lol my comment is as long as your post...
I never said we never create masterpieces, wat i said was that we keep on waiting for some moment to come and when it does, we think okay was this wat i was waiting for? I mean that moment passes without us even realising sometimes.
i quote "It occurred to me that somehow there is no such thing as a magnum opus for us."
To err is human :-P
the perfect excuse for all sins...
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