I hurt

I hurt, I’m hurt bad.
Open up my heart and it bleeds, it bleeds fast, it bleeds deep.
I’m lost, but yet hopeful. I’m sad yet enlightened.
I’m enlightened – my eyes have been opened to the truth of life – destiny.

I hope not to love, but love I must.
I must love for love is to give not receive,
And in receiving I must cherish those moments that made me love.

I must live, as I love,
I must be strong for I love,
I must live; I must live for the strength of love.

There are no Mistakes, Only Destiny!

Destiny – it’s a set of mathematical equations that the human mind cannot comprehend. It is the code to life; it is the beginning of our journey and the end of our existence. It is not the enemy but the truth. Destiny is life in itself. Its methods are truth itself, and its principles are divine.

Destiny can’t be defined, broken down nor understood. Destiny is not a phase; it is not a time frame but a rhythm. A rhythm one must listen to in order to appreciate its fine notes. It possesses a few melodic undertones, with brief brass movements in quick succession. It’s a symphony, with a definite climax and a beautiful end.

Destiny is a story, a story that is written by the subconscious for the living.

There are no mistakes in life. No! There is only destiny.

The Right Time ...

Most times when we face a dilemma, we ask for help from those we trust. Even when we have all the answers, we still want to hear it again and again from other voices not in our heads.

What we are actually searching for is not a solution, what we are searching for is a sign.

We as humans always have the solution to the problems that we face, but what we don't have is the timing. We never know the right time to apply the solution, and most times the right time never presents itself the way we hope.

The right time isn't the Big Ben sounding off at noon, it isn't a fire drill at midnight, and it sure isn't a loud voice from heaven. I believe the right time is a brief moment of peace with yourself. Its a tiny voice, with a lantern that whispers softly but profoundly - GO!

Who?

I have read a lot of "How do you know you are in love" notes. They are literally scattered all over the internet; in email boxes, on social websites, even little posters here and there. I find them quite cute and interesting, but at the same time quite inaccurate. So, I took the liberty of inventing my own. Here it goes, a couple of questions you should ask yourself if you want to know that you are in love ...

When you get into trouble or have a dilemma, who is the first person you want to call or talk to?

When you are scared, who is the person you wish was there to hold you?

When you fall off that bridge, who do you wish was at the bottom waiting to catch you?

And when you cross that dark tunnel, who do you hope is there with their arms wide open waiting to embrace you?

Sorry!

It is most probably the most used word in human history, but I have come to the conclusion that not too many people know what it really means and how to use it.

Sorry is not just a word, its like an attachment of something I like to call 'an explanation'. I think most people just believe that by saying sorry, all the pain and hurt; all the anger and frustration will just wither away. If that was the case I don't think we would have any conflicts or wars (maybe not).

'Sorry' is used more to soothe the tension. The real painkiller is a simple honest, sincere explanation of why you took a decision or why you said this or why you did something that may have directly/indirectly caused the conflict. Its really that simple.

Honestly, I really don't want you to apologize, I just want to know why you did it.

Love & Faith

The way I see it there are only two things you need to survive in this world.

Love & Faith

Love; to be able to see beyond the physical and reach deep down into the souls of others to bring out their inner beauty. To be able to overlook 'humaness' and forgive divinely all those that fail you. To be able to 'Love' unconditionally is the key to finding divine peace with yourself, within yourself and with others.

Faith; to be able to believe that everyday you wake up God has given you the opportunity to make that day yours. To believe that he will be with you through your time of need, and even when you can't walk anymore, that he will carry you. To believe that there is still goodness in others, bearing in mind that though man has evolved he hasn't lost that thing which makes him humane.

My 40th Post!

Ladies and Gentlemen! This is my 40th post! YAY for me .... Like Sam will say WOOT WOOT!!

And special thanks to Sam for constantly pestering me to blog! You are the best! Muah!

I hope I clock 100 before the year runs out! .. ..

Peace ya'll!

That feeling ....

You know that feeling, that feeling you just can't explain? Yes, that one!

It's not happiness or sadness; it's not love or hate; it's not sorrow or joy. It's just a feeling. A feeling you can't explain no matter how hard you try. You really can't tell if its emptiness or maybe it is emptiness?! Hmmm! Could it be a mixture of too many feelings?

Well, I don't know. But I do know that when I wake up in the morning, I'll be happy! :)

That Beautiful & Painful Thing ....

It's more like the way it all begins - Innocent. You never really do expect it, silently but surely you first feel the warmth. Then it becomes the joy of being close and the pain of being away.

So you accept it. Embrace it. You have learnt not to fight it as experience has taught you. So you give in hoping for the best, waiting for the worst.

You wait not because you do not believe in it but because life has also taught you that nothing lasts forever - still you forge on.

Half way there you realize that you aren't really 'half-way' into it but you already are in it. So the question arises, "Should I?"

So you wait because you are not sure if you will get in return what you have graciously given. But still you give it. Not because you want anything in return but because you want to.

But then you realize that it isn't yours to receive, it was always yours to give ..

..........................................................That beautiful and painful thing called Love ...

I want to know ...

I want to know why I do things.
I want to know why things are done the way they are.

It doesn't matter to me whether it is a matter of culture or religion, I want to know why. If it is a norm, if it is worth doing, then there must be a reason for it.

The reason why I question is not so I can just be a rebel, No! It is so that I know that when I am doing what I am doing, I am fully conscious of my actions. I just dont want to be a zombie - doing things without having a clue of why I am doing it; that is not the way we were created. We were created with reason, therefore we are programmed to reason and like wise expected to do things with reasoning.

I implore everyone to know the reason, it is only then that your actions become not only fruitful but truthful. Do things not just because you are subjected by the norms of society, but because you understand.

When you die ...

There is a Cherokee saying "When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced. Live your life in such a way that when you die, you rejoice and the world cries."

I think people do not realize that dieing is not about leaving the earth, its about being remembered. Peoples' fears range from a variety of things, but I believe the greatest fear of all is not being remembered. Do you know what its like not to be remembered? No, you don't and neither do I.

Make a mark in history. I am not talking about tiny strokes, I'm talking about literally leaving a big, bright red mark on history. Call it a scar if you must. You don't have to conquer the world like Napoleon and Hitler; Just conquer hearts.

How do you want to be remembered?