sometimes I wonder if life has been cruel to me,, then it dawns on me that when was it kind to any being? Tears do not bring fear as we know that a new sun, a new day awaits us.. what fears one is the intense happiness life gives before snatching away something or someone essential..
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
"I fall upon the thorns of Life, I bleed",.. I have no idea how these lines became one of my favorites.. May be the touchy lines and intensity of the grief hidden beneath these lines made it close to my heart.. Sometimes I wonder if these lines make me pessimistic,, as they say "Life is not waiting for the storm to pass, but learning to dance in the rain".. Indeed, Life is what you make of it.. I understood it now, in 2011, after I started reading Robin Sharma books and watching Joel Osteen shows.. but the touchy or pessimistic lines have been my favorite since 2005.. I wonder what I really am today? If these lines make me what I am today or is it the shows I watch and the books I read? I wonder if the world is playing with me or is it my thoughts playing with my heart? Sometimes I think my heart is broken.. sometimes I think I can mend broken hearts.. and I hope to find the answers some day, and I hope "that day comes before I die"..
"I fall upon the thorns of Life, I bleed",.. I have no idea how these lines became one of my favorites.. May be the touchy lines and intensity of the grief hidden beneath these lines made it close to my heart.. Sometimes I wonder if these lines make me pessimistic,, as they say "Life is not waiting for the storm to pass, but learning to dance in the rain".. Indeed, Life is what you make of it.. I understood it now, in 2011, after I started reading Robin Sharma books and watching Joel Osteen shows.. but the touchy or pessimistic lines have been my favorite since 2005.. I wonder what I really am today? If these lines make me what I am today or is it the shows I watch and the books I read? I wonder if the world is playing with me or is it my thoughts playing with my heart? Sometimes I think my heart is broken.. sometimes I think I can mend broken hearts..Sometimes I wonder whether I am "the good one" or "the bad one" or am I just insane, paranoid.. and I hope to find the answers some day, and I hope "that day comes before I die"..
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Happiness is like the soap bubbles in the air,, we run after them, we try to hold them., to catch them.. but at the mere contact of our skin they burst out,, leaving us empty handed and sad.. but when we silently look at them, our hearts fill with delight, our eyes shine with ecstasy,, and we see a bubble or two silently sit on our shoulder or hand, remain for a second or two,, and then burst,,leaving us awestruck :)
Sunday, August 14, 2011
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