The younger I was, the more deluded I was. Every year I used to shed some layers of delusion. It is a process like peeling onions.
Sometimes I wonder what if I was born un deluded like I am today at 40? Even now I can’t definitely say I am 100% out of any form of delusion. My confidence today won’t turn out to be another delusion I hope.
If I weren’t deluded I would not have made enough mistakes to grow in maturity. May be one regret I have is that if I weren’t deluded I wouldn’t have hurted few people. Truly it wasn’t necessary. May be it was also necessary for me to become matured.
