It might have been different if i was this, if i was that. if i was there, if i was here. I would have done this, i would have done that. How many times have you heard this from others? How many times have you heard from yourself only? It's killing after a time, a repulsive feeling towards thinking what could have happen and what actually happened. Just imagining the unlimited possibilities of unbridled magnitude about your life, its various options, its various streams. It's fun most of the times, but sometimes it is just a bit of pain in the ass.
It might have been so different if i was shorter or taller. It might have been different if i had brown little eyes or black shiny hairs. It might have been so different if i was stronger to overcome dirty politics or be at least immune to it. It might have been so different if i was more happier to destroy all the pieces of heart-break and agony. It might have been different if i was richer to buy another car or a piece of necklace. It might have been different if i did something different in this year, something unique. It might have been different if i did something correct, something right.
Another year passes by, i look around. Everything remains same. I change, for the worse, for the better. Not Sure. But what i definitely knows is: 'It might have been different'.
Wishing everyone a rocking, fun-filled, prosperous and lovely 2012!