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And today, I once again told myself - it's gonna be ok. Someday, sometime, it will - maybe it's time to give time some time and test how good a healer it is. This is precisely the reason why I decided to stop using words like soon, tomorrow, etc etc etc. Because in this case, tomorrow will come. And by the looks of it, it will be as miserable and as hopeless as today was. So why put an expectation on it? 
I know i know I know. there are many out there who would say that I am being cynical and, in some weird way, am putting an expectation on tomorrow - albeit of a different kind. The kind in which it will be bad and hopeless and miserable. But I think am just being realistic. Don't they say that Rome wasn't built in a day? This too is like that. To have a better, less painful day tomorrow, at least something from today should have gone into it. If today the pain was 100, tomorrow I can expect it to be 99. But what if today also, it has an infinite value? What is infinity minus 1? So, no tomorrow, no soon, no hereafters. 
One day that someday will be today, the next day would be tomorrow, but still.... someday. 
I know its weird, kind of crazy, but guess what I found out - maybe that is what some part somewhere in me is.
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  1. IshankMay 15, 2013 at 1:48 AM

    Mathematician should reconsider the fact that infinite minus one is, though large value but finite. ;)

    I am seeing this happening at this very place.

    Glad to c u here again.

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    1. Shalini UmraoAugust 28, 2013 at 10:14 PM

      Hey Ishank,

      Sorry, saw your comment today.
      Oh Hello, infinity minus infinity is still infinity. And what ya meant by 'I am seeing..' portion?
      Am happy too writing again Ishank. am happy too :)

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