The purpose of living is not to achieve success, love and fame but to achieve awareness about the purpose of living itself. With each passing day we add up something new to our 'self'. 

Hearts break, leaders betray, loved ones die, time moves on but there is always a part of us that gets stuck to a particular past moment ~ Memory. A part of our brain that doesn't move on with us. Its a connection to our past. A prick of needle to keep our feet on ground. A piece of us that doesn't grow with us.

Change ~ Something that comes from with in.