Sometimes , as we walk the course of life , we get too busy or involved with the road , that we no longer notice the signs ,sometimes , we see chances waving for us , but we stand numb and think , should we go and pick it or should we not , we observe it ,we study it from a distance , we analyze it , except when we are ready for it , it would no longer be there , it would have flown away, with no return .
Sometimes we may run into people whom sounded right from the first sight , that we instantly mark them in our minds and hearts , that we feel a mutual connection and bond just right there , yet ,to reach a state of confusion and reluctant-ness after sometime , thinking that we could have jumped into a dream , that we assembled in our meditations.
And sometimes , we meet the right persons , but we let them go , just because reluctant-ness and confusion were the first thing we felt about them , then to our surprise ,as we head towards a better understanding of our feelings towards them , and reach a more comfortable area , it could simply be too late for them , they have waited for you too long ,and you missed the flight to their hearts .
In early years of maturity, the heart is always open for more and more experiences, the youth and freshness, are there to keep the good faith about people around, and to maintain the heart. However, as one grows old into this life, a layer of rustiness and yellowness covers most of the vents to the core of it. It won't be easy to fall in love, mind you believe it's there. Your mind simply occupies a larger piece, and runs your feelings instead of your heart. And its then only then , is when you miss the chance , because you no longer feel , you only see and match , while it takes more to shake the rust off your heart . It may need more time more intensity or simply a different path to tackle those small remaining fresh bits in the pile of rustiness, but it simply would be too late.