tasya pantasya

one of the things that i missed being able to do was daydream or at least be able to have moments where you can imagine and live in a make-believe world. i used to be able to do that without too much effort but growing up sort of strips you of that escape. what's really great about it is that in your own make-believe world, you are free to conjure up a fantasy. in it you are free to imagine you are with your one great love, that tragedy can happen and you still get your "happily ever after" ending. i guess being able to take comfort in an imaginary place gives you hope that someday you can have your "fairytale." being young (and naive) back then, i considered my best past time was when i was pining for people who i was seriously crushing on. i pined for the BND's big time. they were a nice distraction, a good motivation to come to work and see them, to look better - there was something in it that makes you strive to be a better person - more impressionable than you normally are. i guess the only downside is that most of the time, it doesn't work out like how you want it to be and you pine for them for such a long time that when its time to let go, it seems easier to hang on to the memory of it than lose that familiar feeling of being in love. as i grew older, i realized that "time heals all wounds" (lol, hindi time is gold!) and the heartbreak that seemed insurmountable at first, it gets better with time - and distance. absence doesn't make the heart grow fonder, it makes it forget. fundamentally, this is how we survive the loss of someone. not being with them makes it easier to move on. and while the pain of it persists, it gradually dissipates because we tend to hold on to only the good memories.