He looked so smug it was easy to hate him. So I prayed his practice failed him. But ten minutes to the New Year and it seemed like this uninteresting man would win all the luck to himself. So I prayed a different prayer begging the wind to blow out his light but nothing happened.
Have you ever wanted something so terribly that your resolve was to labour endlessly, sunset to sunrise, until that which you want is bequeathed to you by the universe?
Pardon my blandness but I plead that you excuse one more: what was your reward?
But then, I must tell you that there are some moments when there is a certain revelation of beauty in them--- a beauty so intense that it seems almost impossible to take it all in, and however fleeting those moments can be, I think, they are why I remain.
Let me ask you outright, gentle reader, if there have not been hours, indeed whole days and weeks of your life, during which all your usual activities were painfully repugnant, and everything you believed in and valued seemed foolish and worthless?
I must say a word about fear. It is life's only true opponent. Only fear can defeat life. It is a clever, treacherous adversary, how well I know. It has no decency, respects no law or convention, shows no mercy. It goes for your weakest spot, which it finds with unnerving ease. It begins in your mind, always...
But the thing about courage is that it has to be realised. Courage, unlike most things in our universe, does not just exist; it rarely ever just springs up; rather, there has to be a certain consciousness in the making of it.
My father, he used to say, “…strive to be the best, God knows I would expect nothing less. Never relent because always you will find someone right behind you also striving, waiting to take your place.” Now, this is not bad advice– it is a good one, nevertheless, an incomplete one.
“Attitude is a choice. Happiness is a choice. Optimism is a choice. Kindness is a choice. Giving is a choice. Respect is a choice. Whatever choice you make makes you. Choose wisely.” ― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart “Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.” ― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables … Continue reading What We Lose: Mirror On The Wall
Maybe it’s not about having a beautiful day, but about finding beautiful moments.
I like dreamers. I like people who love fantasies; whose daydream is as true to them as reality. There is something oddly enviable about dreamers: to conceive the unimaginable in their heads, give life to the most uncommon of things by just---by just dreaming.
Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle - Ian Maclaren I never could forget how phenomenal my mother was, and I must say that I found her rather strange as a child. She had certain precepts that after many futile attempts she finally managed to imbibe them in me. I grew … Continue reading She said, “You are not him”.
