How long do we have to dwell in the past? How long we have to live in delusion? People move on, the relationship falters.

A lot of us live in false hope. Like some supernatural ways, everything will come back to normal, like the past. As a result, they don’t move. They suck in the memories and suck in a lot of energy for people around. They expect sympathy from people around them.

What would have happened to battles where the father loses his son? Would he continued as a leader doing his dharma or cried in remorse?

Why do make our own life miserable? Why can’t we accept as things are now.