To some point we have seen or heard that, if we pull a string from hard to hardest it might rip in both parts, physically. But I'm talking about the essence of feelings. Let's just release this perpetually formed idea from our heads, and try to absorb a new firmly held conviction. In my case it is all about patience and tricks of time and circumstances came across me. Believe me, letting things go is no sweat. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I-I took the one less traveled by, and that has made the all difference. Holding on to it is toughest, but that's all I chose. Not always opposing makes you correct. In a meanwhile a side needs to be shut. There is nobody or nothing over HAPPINESS. Who doesn't want to be happy? Obviously, one of those who are cherophobic . Nobody comes to the world for anybody, it is merely, we make somebody, OURS. Rigidness is the nickname of resistance. The more we resist, the more people calls you rigid. Only way out of it...
Just a mind with a pen (or keyboard) wandering through thoughts, stories, and slices of everyday life. I write like I talk: honest, creative, and a little bit whimsical. This blog is where my words find their way into the world: sometimes deep, sometimes light, always real. Welcome to my corner of curiosity and casual creativity!