Its strange these days, because the feeling of rain on his face was no more one of being free. Instead, it was a feeling of irritation because it meant that his clothes would get wet.

How could this be? There used to a time when he liked the rain on his face. It was a great feeling because he felt alive. He felt free. Maybe its because of the burden of work that has settled in his heart and in his mind. The extra strain that work has placed on him such that now, he could not enjoy the simple pleasures of life. To realise the what I want instead of the what I should.

Sometimes, he tries hard to please everyone but he is only human, so that is not always possible. He tries his best, he really does but he still falls short. Nevertheless, it ain't going to stop him from trying.
I guess we are all like that. We try our best at things that we believe in. Be it at work, relationships, family matters or even a simple thing like exercising. We push ourselves to the limit, constantly challenging ourselves and telling ourselves that we can do it. At times, change might be in order. It happens, whether we know it or not, in and around us. Just that some of those changes might have to come from ourselves because we must want to change ourselves.

It ok if you have no idea what I am writting. I just want change a little from the usual stuff.... ;p