As you grow old, you have stories. Lots and lots of stories. Some happy, some sad, some stupid, some mad. And all your experiences are magically condensed into these little stories that you tell and, more importantly, to yourself. If you aren’t careful, they will take hold of themselves and sort of change their contours. It’s amazing how words can be so organic that they could evolve whatever style they like to. You’d obviously blame it on poor memory or something else but the baseline has changed. Your stories have changed without your permission. But then, that’s the thing about stories and lived experiences: they come into their own with time.
Squid Game with desi touch
Squid Game with desi touch
Squid Game with desi touch
As you grow old, you have stories. Lots and lots of stories. Some happy, some sad, some stupid, some mad. And all your experiences are magically condensed into these little stories that you tell and, more importantly, to yourself. If you aren’t careful, they will take hold of themselves and sort of change their contours. It’s amazing how words can be so organic that they could evolve whatever style they like to. You’d obviously blame it on poor memory or something else but the baseline has changed. Your stories have changed without your permission. But then, that’s the thing about stories and lived experiences: they come into their own with time.