A few years back I had taken up a hand writing analysis course out of sheer curiosity. I didn't discover anything I didn't know about myself, just came face to face with a lot of things I already knew but wasn't ready to acknowledge.
Of the things I do acknowledge, is my habit of being acutely planned, meticulous and future-oriented. But the last few months have been such that I don't plan anymore and I don't intend to be meticulous either. For I have seen plans go haywire, schedules falling apart and frankly I don't think I want to see that happen once more.
But being true to who I am and have been I still look forward to the future but this time with trepidation and a whole lot of cynicism.

A question or rather a comment the other night got me thinking on the various habits you manage to pick up from people on the way. Some you lose with the contact, some you don't. There are many which I have retained and over the years have added my own idiosyncrasies to them, much to the chagrin of those around me. I have often been innocently advised to let go of some but I wonder am I ready to let go?
I don't think so. For with those habits are associated countless memories which I definitely do not want to let go irrespective of the state of contact with the concerned person.
Hence for now, I suppose my 'idiosyncrasies' shall remain.

Experiences

Some experiences teach you a lot and some along with the lessons taught leave a lasting impression on you. Such have been my experiences over the last few months. Impressions so left have caused such a change that I have stopped reacting to things I would have probably fretted over sometime back.
How things change. How people change with them...how I have changed I muse and try to fathom what else is left to be experienced.

Glasses clinking, conversations flowing....a tantalizing glimpse of what might have been, what could have been and what should have been. But man proposes and god disposes. So be it.