T he day before yesterday, I had no clue of what I wanted to be. Yesterday, I wanted to be someone. Today, I am not what I wanted to be yesterday. Tomorrow, I wish I atleast be what I think today. But the day after tomorrow, I know for sure, I will look back at the 'yesterdays' and the 'day befores'. And smile. And probably nod. Maybe even laugh ! And just be content that am alive for another day. Yes, I can see that. Very clearly. Disclaimer : Readers are requested not to misinterpret "My life" as the author's life. The "I" in the post could also be read as "you".