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Dreams and Folly. 

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​I had a dream. 

I had a dream where I had it all, I had a dream where I conquered all. 

I had a dream where life and love were as bright as the daylight, 

I had a dream where my heart knew no pain. 

I had a dream where my words were the healing of nations, I had a dream to inspire and to uplift. 

But I once had a dream. 

People say, “Don’t dream too big, for it could spell doom to the heart when tomorrow’s fails to come.”

People say, “And if you must dream at all, always create a room for disappointment, this way, your heart will know no pain when the day becomes night.”

But seriously, what sort of life is that? To hope for the best, but expecting the worst to come. 

How can we choose to live with the fear that what we want will never come, and what we expect will never be? 

Then why hope at all? Then why expect in the first place?

It such a Folly to wish for something you have doubts of ever having. Why have hope for a thing when at the end of the day you become pessimistic about its reality? 

Such kind of living is depressing. 

So, do you have a dream, wait for it; though time be long, and the days seem far, the reality of our dreams will come through and true, if our hearts faints not. 

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The Incomplete Love. 

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“I have been in love, yes, I have tasted of its magical savor. I have eaten of its enchanting fruits, and have been held sway by its mesmerizing bliss. I have danced under the open sky, and have experienced my heart been melted with every touch of a raindrop. I have kissed a thousand times, but did all that on  just one lips, and I have loved in thousand ways, but did all that with just one soul. In all these things, I found, love becomes a blessing when the heart trusts who it loves.” 

These were the words of a much other person I have come to respect and to value in this short life I have lived. Interestingly, as the words flowed from her lips, like streams of water from a rock, I couldn’t help but notice, in between her words, Love is indeed beautiful, but trust is a different universe of its own.

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Winter Is Here. 

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One, Two, Three,

I fear for my existence,

And the many sorrows it holds,

For what is coming,

I fear I can not stop.

One, Two, Three,

For the torment that comes with the memory,

And the pain that lingers on my tongue,

For when the sky changes,

I quake,

Winter is coming.

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​I have two simple rules when it comes to this; Act like tomorrow doesn’t  exist, and plan like there is a tomorrow. This way, if tomorrow fails to comes, at least I know, I never left anything undone. 

Tomorrow. 

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​Here is what I believe: Man was built to thrive on uncertainties, and the more we hardly know, the better our chances of creating what we want to know. 

Monday’s Quotes. 

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​But tomorrow is not just the day after today, in fact, tomorrow is just a concept of reality, created by the wind of uncertainty, the movement of the clock hand and a change in sky and weather. Tomorrow is an idea in our head which makes us believe that a day is coming, different from the present, where we get to see the results of our choices and the decisions we make, but one scary truth is, for some of us, our tomorrow could be yesterday. For some, our tomorrow could be the next minute, for some, our tomorrow may never come, and for some, our tomorrow could be  forever. 

Monday’s Quotes. 

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How Do You Deal With Regrets? 

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Have you ever wanted something so desperately that you swore you could give anything to just to have it, but at the end, all you ever get is a disappointment? Have you ever hoped or longed for something or someone so much, and just when you thought it was about to come true, it turns out that all you have ever been doing was chasing the wind? 

How did you deal with such feeling of regrets? Honestly, I need your answers. 

Is it too much to expect or to hope? Is wrong or dangerous to eagerly anticipate and desire something? Is there is anybody who is living or had lived without a moment of pains and frustration? Please tell me, how did you manage such feat? 

Yes, at some point this feeling with go away, but I need to know how to get to that point. Now that I am saddled and overwhelmed with grief, pains and a load of regrets, how do I deal with it? 

Please, can I get some answers? 

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When Two Becomes A Curse.

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The difference between being alone and being lonely.

“I had to let her go. I just had to do it.

I knew I loved her, but I knew better not to hold unto her any longer than I already have, and whether we were meant for each other or not, that is one thing I would never get know, at least for now. Honestly, we felt we were right by each other and were made complete by our presence, but somewhere within us, buried among the smiles and kisses, we struggled.

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The Curse Of Love. 

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Let me tell you a very short story.

I once knew of a young man who asked the lady he loved so much, “what does it takes to love me?”, as he stared into her eyes, beholding the vast endless sea of beauty that flowed within.

“A lot” she replied with a smile, “A whole lot”, and she buried her head in his embrace.

Bemoaned by her response, he slowly lifted her head, gently stroking her brown hair as he whispered into her ears, “Just how much is it”?  Continue reading “The Curse Of Love. “ →

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The Beauty Of Uncertainty And The Curse Of Tomorrow. 

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What if we have all the answers to our questions? What if our inner doubts are silenced by all the right answers? What if we have a chance to see tomorrow and the end of it? Or what if we have the chance to know what we become at the end of the day? Tell me, will it be enough? Will it be satisfying to know the end of our peregrination and where all our struggles will lead to? Or are we going to end up not wishing we had known? Or hate the fact that we even thought about it?  Continue reading “The Beauty Of Uncertainty And The Curse Of Tomorrow. “ →