I had grown so lazy over year, nothing fazes me and things had become boring . The world, once vibrant, now seems painted in shades of ennui. An unsettling stillness settles within, a melancholic reminder of the ceaseless race we call life. How I yearn for the hands of time to pause, granting me a moment to revel in the raw beauty of existence, to truly grasp the essence of both life's joys and its pains