How much do we think about the past? The journey and co-passengers. I know a lot of us die with it. I also know many swear by the stories, epics.

When we dwell in the past, we become miserable or happy. We don’t see what’s there to offer us in the present. The reason being we are too blinded. We get so much busy with the gold that we miss out on the diamonds.

Does this mean we should dump the past and begin every moment? I think I doubt that be possible, the past, that shows us the present and future. We have to be aware of it, keep it as a learning and a page to our golden book of life.