rambling.....

was wondering abt words and such.
abt private and public issues that people choose to hide and show.

the only reason why in books and movies the heroes always do the right things and say the right words is because there's the edit option.

you can always type the story click save as..then edit .re-edit and then edit somemore.
once you think u've hidden the flaws and enhanced the beauty of the article you show it to the people around you.

but the thing is.
in life.
every action and word you make is done.
there is no edit option

there's words like sorry.
and then there are options like, redoing,amending the mistakes or just plain pretending to forget.
but what about the memories stored in the minds of the people around you and yourself.
what about the consequences that occur due to that word/action you committed.
......
i know life is right infront of me and would not change just because i shut my eyes so hard it hurts.
i also know nothing would come out of complaining.unless of course it is for someone to hear and act upon how to help you to mend your sad sorry mistakes.
they say mistakes are meant for you to learn and carry on.
but what if the mistakes hurt so much that you just want to be a wimp and blame everyone ard you and just float comfortably in its despair.

its hard to stop dreaming and stop thinking of what ifs.
but sometimes i think
if i had changed some of my more "regretful"words/actions.would it have made matters worse.

when i see my friends and family committing the same mistakes again and again and again
i realise the journey of heightened despair to resentment to mild irritation and then finally to one of indifference is short and that its direct relationship to the strength of my actions sometimes amazes me and unfortunately irritates the people around me.

i don't really think any of this is making sense at all.
but then again who cares.
blogger has the ever reliable edit option.
even if the above paragraphs has a fault in it i can always change/delete it.

the problem lies however, in how the hell am i going to forget its original state and purpose-