not too sure,
whether it is unfortunate,
or just funny.
that life always seems witty,
playing catch up.
change seems to be the only constant,
helplessly inevitable.
and it happens a lot,
more and more.
nothing is ever stable.
just when one gets comfortable,
life again evolves.
it is how one handles,
and face change competently.
eventually becomes the key.
people too,
come and go.
not necessarily by choice,
simply because how small world is.
that constant move is a lifestyle.
all these can enough,
make one feel extreme lost.
but in the end of the day,
life and life itself that matters.
nothing else.
not materials,
not money,
not success,
not superficials,
just life.
life and life itself.

