The year of no regrets
We are now more than 40% through the year. Its the sort of the year where you feel that time is passing by fast. There's the other 40, the age--- that isn't too far away for me-- a year and three fourths. Which probably explains why it feels it's been the sort of a year where you can feel the "time decay" to use a analogy from financial markets/ derivatives-- where things aren't moving or atleast in directions you want to and that itself means there's a loss of "value" It's not the sort of the year where you feel the " inner peace" that I alluded to in a previous post . Its not the sort of the year where life has chugged along calmly. It's not the sort of the year where too much has changed either. Or rather, the more they change, the more they remain the same - as they say. Its not the year where luck has gone my way. As yet atleast. Its not the year where I can claim to have done everything perfect. But there's one...