Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted. ~Sylvia Plath
At each and every wreathe of life, we all have made some choice. Some choices have filled us with pride, some pushed us a foot deeper into the pit of regret. Right? At each and every wreathe of life, we all have mingled with the rabble. Some made us leave and forget those hands we held so long, while some taught us a lesson to never let go of the ones who've been with us till this moment. Every wreathe brings a new duel with change. It's scary, isn't it? Nothing in our lives has ever been permanent. Nor success, nor failure. Nor happiness, nor sadness. To be a part of this hippodrome of life, you have to change. To go ahead with this world, hand in hand, you have to let go and find something new. To craft a place for yourself in the eyes of the world, you have to impress the mob. To make sure that your name is penned down in history, you need to do something remarkable. To exist with every man jack, you need to be updated. But here I want to ask you a question. D...