Its been years of discovering a lot of new things. A lot of those deep solemn moments of the past casting its light on the today. As I listen to these songs with a content heart, I recollect the hopes and dreams they carried, while I was listening to these songs far away long back in time. Its funny how you sometimes have a nice time going back to the past and some other times have a kickass time thinking of future , with hopes about future. Its almost like how people appreciate the natural beauty by comparing it to a painting and a painting is well appreciated by exclaiming how real it seems. We seem to always find the Other as the ideal. Most of those dreams from the past have come true. Guess it is the passion in which I dreamt. I remember the yearning, the optimism, the hope to be with people I love, wanting to travel and prove myself to myself. I remember how difficult I found it to put the excitement of those dreams away before going off to sleep. I realize that i...