December hasn’t come yet and people are busy making lists of their 2019 accomplishments. Some are going a step further and talking about the last decade of accomplishments. I see stuff about people buying their first car or getting a book deal. I also see people who remember that they’ve been strong even in times… Continue reading The Small Things Aren’t That Small
Some say she took too long to get over it. Too sensitive or crazy — was this woman for real? But she didn’t consider them wasted years. Nor did she look back with regret. Yes, time was precious but finding herself finally, in a world full of chaos and with a heart heavy with feeling,… Continue reading Finding Herself
Whatever begins, Has to end. Whatever is loved, Must be lost. Whatever is done, Will not change. Whatever remains, Keeps you alive.
She visualised a path for herself, A path leading to success. She dreamed of a journey for herself, A journey leading to happiness. She watched as life changed direction, A direction teaching her that fate existed.
Love is a strange thing. We want it. We try to hold onto it. Then we lose it - through death or another person's choice. But love is important. No, I'm not talking about just romantic love here. I mean all kinds of love, starting from the bond that we share with our parents to… Continue reading Thoughts on Love
Misery was desire. Hope was the creator of hopelessness. "Take it one day at a time," she trained herself. But sometimes too much happened in a day. And then there were the times when too little happened. "I guess it's about taking in every moment," she concluded.
It had been too many months of too many lemons. She was sick of making lemonade. Plus, acidity was no fun. She decided to do something useful with the next lemon to hit her. When it arrived, she squeezed the life out of it - straight into her hair pack.