In the End

In the End, Only three things matter : How much you loved,how gently you loved,and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you……..

Yonder,Who we are

Across and Beyond those glades lie untold stories and reality that lies buried within the inner self, very hard to understand at times , elusive and mysterious , yet heart warming to the soul and mind. They speak for themselves and would often catch you unawares and would generate in you the captivation, that can make you ponder.

It isn’t always what we are, but rather what is in us that can spur the way we look at ourselves. The notion of this understanding lies in the very fact that, we don’t always realize who we are most of the time, rather find fault with ourselves….We have all been created as special individuals, with the unique talent of being amazing……

Little moments

Living within you like an ever lasting energy, they power you to live life with the greatest of hope and desires for every tomorrow…forged within the heart over years and cherished for every minute that they are worth, they are those little moments of life that touched you in a special way…

A little Bit of Life

Adding a little bit of the beautiful things around you to every minute of your day, would give you the one joy of Life…………………I call it Hope…

Heart Felt

Through the distant moment that are felt, touched and heard of the , the greatest feeling generated within the cores of the heart are those that are felt,ascertained and cherished. Arising from the dept of the most intricate organ of creation, it’s more then just the sheer blood that it pumps away throughout the day and night, like a faithful warrior watching over the sleeping master.

The mind in all its Splendor

Amazing yet true, unbelievable yet a fact. Hues of color spread forth with just the most minute of effort to release a million megaton worth of knowledge that could redesign the landscape of creation and recreate the way man looked at it. The splendor of existence is like a bent oak tree , bent but with glory still visible to the naked eye,hard to view from all angles, but still a natural sculpture that can be admired if you pay attention to it.

The mind is the temple of splendor, way beyond your imagination and out of reach from most. Possible and enchanting to the eye of he who sees beyond the mist………….

Being who you are

The ultimate achievement you make in life in the end would not be to remain in the mind of people as a great individual, but as someone who was different. You maybe weighed not by what you do, but by the chords you strike at heart…A simple gesture maybe all it takes to add light to a dark day.,Being what you are and being ignorant of who thinks what of you would take you where you want to go.

Being who you are

The ultimate achievement you make in life in the end would not be to remain in the mind of people as a great individual, but as someone who was different. You maybe weighed not by what you do, but by the chords you strike at heart…A simple gesture maybe all it takes to add light to a dark day.,Being what you are and being ignorant of who thinks what of you would take you where you want to go.

Dont Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but do not quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.

From The Mountains of Zion

From the Mountains of Zion, I see Hope in a new world. I see the glory of a new dawn that would wash away the sins of the world and let a new beginning take over the reins of the earth and allow fresh green pastures dominate the slopes of existence.

I look far beyond the horizon and see crowds of people up at the break of dawn and toiling in fields with songs on their lips and smiles engulfing their faces. I see the hope that has built up in them and the faith that powers them on day after day.

I see light till late into the night and the songs of birds fill the atmosphere with an orchestra of life that has no comparison to the most beautiful of creations.

As evening Falls, I look from Zion and wonder how far is this dream of mine from reality. How many hands could contribute to this spectacle is what I have no answers to, but with every ray of light fading, I hope there would be a million to hope the way I do…….