Thursday, April 10, 2014

Remembrance



There is no healing.
It’s not a wound.
I am fighting and I am losing.

This battle and my head too,
Hollowed, hallowed.
No more me, no more you.

For that’s all that will remain – the one truth in all the lie,
The lifetime in a life,
And all the little things I will remember you by.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Note to self - Part III


You know the feeling of that elusive kind of freedom. Not just physically but mentally? I think I figured out the reason. Often times, we start following patterns, most of the times unknowingly. And we stay there – Trapped in those patterns. First and foremost, identify the patterns. You can’t fight a dragon you can’t see. And, like Mario, you will lose to the fire spewing dragon several times before you can save the princess in you but you've got to keep trying because you want to see what awaits you beyond the misery.

The first thing I do every morning is look out my bedroom window and see this magical tree. I saw it shed its leaves and every day I see new buds, new leaves forming. Pink leaves turning yellow and then green. It’s beautiful and its magical. To think of it, it’s all about time and the little things we fill it up with, really. Isn’t that what life’s made up of? But we can’t hurry things up. Everything cannot be like these buds turning into flowers overnight. Every magic takes its own time to reveal. So, give yourselves time to blossom. Feel the goodness around you. And start knocking that evil pattern down little by little everyday. Oh! And smell the fragrance of freedom when you are out. See you on the other side, kiddo!

Thursday, April 3, 2014

"So, tell me one thing - who really gets tired and hurt beating a dead horse? You or the dead horse? FYI, the horse is DEAD."