Saturday, November 7, 2009
So there are times in life when you feel like reversing time, or at least stopping it. And, probably the realization that this is not possible comes when you are old. Like, right now, I don't feel like growing up from this state of mind I have. But I feel like I was actually much older about a year ago, when I had just arrived in this place called the UCLA. I was much more mature, was quiet and reserved and did not indulge in gossip. Now, I am a chatterbox who doesn't think before she leaps into mid air, quite literally and ridicules herself and hurts other in the process. One may call this discovering one's true self. But what if one does not like this new self? The only thing that is similar between the two different versions of me is my passion for physics.