What is the one thing that if you could, you would want to do everyday, for the rest of your life? A simple question, or is it? A crucial answer. Although, how many of us can answer this with the blink of an eye? Then again, it is said, the feelings that are closest to […]
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Can You Imagine Your Life?
I kept looking outside the widow, trying so hard to imagine that life. But I couldn’t. Something has fundamentally changed inside of me. The country house, the children’s playground in the backyard, the cars parked in the driveway, a lush garden, inside the house a warm atmosphere, dinner table set, a family, a home, […]
Conversations With Myself – 0813
There are so many things I want to do. Start. Where do I begin? What do you care about the most? Now? Then when? I think something has fundamentally changed within me. Just say it. I feel I have a bigger purpose. This feeling I feel, it is defining me in a new way. This […]
What Is The Cost Of A Dream?
A series of thoughts after just having watched The Founder. Who birthed it? Who saw it through? Who gave it life? Who remembers it too? Be it Facebook or be it Mc Donald’s – it started with an idea, someone else’s even. What do we remember of it today? Just Facebook and Mc Donald’s. But […]
Full Circle
It’s funny how life has a way of coming full circle. When we are young we do things the way we please. It’s mostly because it’s the only way we know how – to listen to our heart. We are unadulterated by societal pressures and opinions, the very ones that have the power to take […]
An Act
Every single time that I watch Schindler’s List, I an overwhelmed and overpowered by emotion, emotion no amount of tears do justice to. It comes down to one life-altering fact – an act, of kindness. If all the world’s a stage, and all of life’s a play, then in the many acts of it, in […]
Words
Blank – like a canvas. I write, I erase, I type, I delete. A thousand thoughts and no words at all. Blank – like a canvas. A restlessness, few feelings too many. This is where it all began. Outlet through words, a mind’s escape, my mind. A dream of today, born many yesterdays ago. A […]
