Life is Symmetric

Life is Symmetric. Not so much viewed statement. But I feel so.

There are many symmetric things in the world. In mathematics, Circles, Triangles, etc. In other areas there are other respective symmetric materials.

Symmetry is all about a regular pattern when viewed about an average. There can be up and down movements. But all together, when there are equal ups and downs, it becomes symmetric. Comparing so to life, being with the ups and downs in life, altogether life would be symmetric in view. When there are downs in life, there is supposed to be symmetric ups in life too. It'll have a positive note on our lives. Thinking about the downs which we have come across, there is no use pondering. Wait and wish for the escalations to come and prosper. And all the demoting things, may those be experiences, so that we learn and grow upon them.

Live Life on A Positive Note. :)

Keep smiling. :)

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one heck of a trip..

its not everyday that u go for a trip. but the one which we went ws very exciting.. its not evryday tht u go to a 150 km trip unplanned and all of a sudden. so in that way it was special. we experienced everything in between. 8 of us. the trip wasnt wht it became at the beginning. at the start, the idea was just to hire a vehicle and roam around the city. but when we had hired the vehicle for a day, the thoughts began swirling. bright ideas came up of what to do with the vehicle in one day.. and amongst many options put forward, the Cherai Beach near Ernakulam was the one we fixed. Started in the night of that saturday. Lots of roaming abt the places and confusions in between regarding the routes. and besides that there was this shortage of fuel. a couple of times, we just reached the petrol pump, jus when the fuel was getting over. the whole night we were driving. at abt 2:30 am we went to our friends' house on the way. now tat was a surprise 2 his mom.. then at abt early morning ...

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