Moving on..

Moving on is duck soup for some people, while it is hellacious for others like me.

Being an Indian, I have grown up watching and playing cricket and see all the glories one can dream of, along with the man, who rose to the pinnacle of Indian cricket. You might have guessed by now, that I'm talking about our "Captain COOL",  MSD. I have been so much into his appreciation, that ever since he has left playing for India, I hardly remember watching any match of India, altogether (Though I still watch CSK matches, for obvious reasons). One man has made me fall in love with the game, and now I feel like I've lost interest in Internation cricket. I can't adjust myself to see anyone in the soles of MSD.

A similar story has been with MCU. I have been a big fan of all the movies that they released until Endgame. Ever since RDJ's Iron man has died in the series, I've lost much interest in the MCU movies, thereafter. A lot of series and movies have been released after that, but I haven't seen any of them, except the Homecoming.

Likewise, there are friends and people, whom you start liking immensely. But then, you have to move on, and give room for new people, which is again very difficult for people like me. In this entire process of not being able to let go of things, I have come to realise that it has made me a lot stiffer on the outside, even in the case of some nicest of people. The fact that I won't be able to let them go, at some point in time, stops me to give them room in my life, even though I want to. 

 

How toxic, not letting go can be, I can feel for the people like me. Lucky are those people who move on to something else, pretty smoothly, and I really envy them. 

Memories of a person don't let you move. But memories do not remain forever, they fade away with time.. and give room for new memories and new people. I still believe in this, I hope.. I will eventually become someone, who would not be me, but some other me.. who let go pretty easily.