Past is dead.

The turmoil, agitation and restlessness in the soul tell that we do not belong to the present. We have left some part of our soul in the past and our present is searching for the lost other. When we try to reach for our other half in the past it seems that past has also moved on without leaving any trace. Our past is kept alive only in our memory and we keep searching for it with open eyes. The problem is that as we kept living in the past we miss out so much in the present. New sunrises, changing color of skies, smiles of friends, and giggling of children. Despite our desire to be frozen in the past we cannot live there. Once we realize that past is dead never to be resurrected and move on our soul finds peace. Bury the past and move on.