It so happens that we meet and we depart. Looks like there are some people who briefly come into your life, to walk around with you for a corner or two. And then when you think you can make it on your own, they are invisible and you witness them walking back the same lanes you both once walked together.

Feels like, you meet every person for a reason. You are an imprint of all the hands you once held. So how do you know what you actually are? Your thoughts are the purest form of you. When you talk to yourself in the mind, at the bed..late at night. Scanning things the way you want, that defines you as a person. The most valid justification of people walking in and out of your life is that, they were the modus operandi which god used to teach you something, to let you experience that little extra.

So instead of regretting and feeling sad of things that happened and people who once were a part of the world, you are required to sit and analyse what you probably learnt. Smile to yourself, that you actually got the extra knowledge. Painful though it might have been, as knowledge always is. Remember the first day at school? yup, thats how we all learn, its tears at first and then the smiles :)