Time flies is a statement that I cannot understand, but yet it always seems to happen. Doesn’t time always go at the same pace? Every year almost the same duration. Then why is it that it seems like just a few days back when we all were dancing our way into the second year; yet here we are today, at its end, on the last day. Things have changed in the last year, and that is the only thing that maybe makes me realise that time has actually gone by. But the funny part is, what seemed like one really quick year for me; might have been a torturous long one for someone else; where every day seemed to go on for more than 24 hours, and he/she just wanted to hide somewhere and hibernate. And maybe that’s why time flies because how time passes, varies from me to you to them.