Change

Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer. 

Those words of a great scholar caught my eye. Transience, as a matter of fact, has perturbed my mind too often. It is a feeling so trivial and phenomenal at the same time because of recurrence every now and then, that I hardly recollect the mind's reaction to change. Good or bad, changes happen. The lingering of good or bad feelings followed by those are somethings beyond my control. Sometimes these thoughts/feelings over power the intellect causing unnecessary worries, dissatisfaction and delusion into inability to accept life as it comes.

I wonder, if this were the case with the mind, then how does the body react to changes that happen everyday within us. It's a thought to which little attention is paid unless we look ourselves closely in the mirror.  Thoreau was right when he said " Things do not change, we change".