Why me ~~

I just happened to be talking to someone tday , and happened to also hit upon a qs .. is there anything in life i wouldv'e done differently ? In split moments i lived my life all over again , a quick flashback ... so was there anything i wouldv'e done differently , anything at all ? and thankfully the answer was ''no'' except mebbe for one small thing .. but other than that nothing .

I find myself at a place today where there is not a thing about myself that id like to change .. or mebbe just one , that apart , i think ive come a long long way .. when stuff happened so many yrs back and i wondered to myself a million times ''why me'' ,i think i can answer that today .. this is why .. me .. so i cud find myself , be this ... a sucker for life and happiness , confident and patient , obedient and resilient , fearless and powerful in every sense of the word ... no i was none of this five yrs back ... i still hve a lotve wrk to do .. still a lotta growing up .. one thing to be exact that i still need to work on ... apart from that i knw tday ..why all d pain , all d losses , all d crap ... for dis moment right now .. when there is not a thing i wanna change ... no not even losing ppl ,not even d unrequited love , not even the broken heart ... nothing ... it all has evened out in d rich light of memory .. and whats left is a more resilient me

I take a deep breath and wish upon the stars ... to make me wiser each day .. AMEN.

I AM STILL ALIVE

i wonder this a lot .. what is it that keeps us going ... ? why do we still believe in our dreams .. where duz this crazy amount of hope keep coming back from ? why dont the setbacks jus make us realize once and for all that its never going to wrk out ? why do we still keep pushing .. why do we have dis amazing amount of resilience .. i feel like a phoenix sometimes .. rising from the ashes .. again and again .. but how many times ?

its one of those days , when i want to stop believing , give in to destiny and forget it all for good !
its one of those days , when i want to stop trying ..

and there is something inside me ... i dunno wat that voice is or where it comes from ... it jus tells me to never give up .. and never means NEVER .. no matter what happens ... it says ... dont stop trying .. i feel split into two parts ..one telling me to jus give up ,get d so called ''message'' and another telling me ... that its not in my character to give up ..

u don die when ur lowered down to d ground , u die when u stop dreaming .. so how many times before ur dream is broken,killed, smashed .. do u stop dreaming ? i guess u keep dreaming till it becomes a reality .... no matter how many times its shattered into pieces ... u keep going for it till the one time dat it wont ...

do i knw where dis hope comes back to me again .. nopes .. no clue ... but till i have this lil voice inside of me I AM STILL ALIVE

live again

If life is from this moment onwards , and the past is nothing but a memory then why do we carry all this baggage ..of pain , bitterness , hatred , loneliness , tears ? Why cant moving on be in the literal sense of the word ? We keep repeating to ourselves that we want to be happy and thats all that we want in life , how can one be happy when they always remember the stuff that made them sad , of course forgetting isn't always a choice , but is repeating it to ourselves and to others arnd us going to help ? If i want a really happy tomorrow , is choosing to remember only happy moments from yday going to help or is carrying all the bitterness is ? Does it sound like escapism ? well maybe .. but if u can take a long haul and never look back at the past that almost killed u only cos u want to live today then escapism is good too , anything that will help u do away wid bad memories is good ..

And how does one start with it? I already have ... by finding myself .. the one dat was lost in all d chaos called life .. yes we do lose parts of us as we live thru our lives .. we stop connecting wid ourselves and in d process forget who we really were .. what really affects us , what makes us ''us'' .. our core will always be there no matter what deposits over it , its only a matter of taking it off , and revealing that core to our own selves , ever felt that need to jus let go off all the guards ,being fearless all over again , not letting d past cloud ur judgement , or not letting it affect any bit of ur future , not being scared of being naive again , jus feeling ,living and breathing again .. all those demons that killed u , and took away a part of u , ever felt like telling them to leave .. i feel dat way ...

I want to live again .

its been so long since i wrote a real post , if u know what i mean ... i finished with my exam , wid all d head breaking i managed to cross the danger mark of 85 ... rest is all wat they call history ..

its been crazy , past few months .. i new country , an exam , results .. new friends , etc etc .. what i know is .. its just the beginning .. the start of a new life .. all old is over .. all of it i mean, but its part of memories not so distant, I am surprised how even the smallest thing becomes memories , how soon does stuff turn around and becomes a part of d past .. only to cherish ,learn from and move on.. thats the magnanimity of us humans and must say life too .. that all of it , good or bad .. someday or d other goes down in the books of memories ..as i go thru my life everyday and look at whats happening arnd me right now , i tell myself .. in a few days this too shall become a memory .. widout sounding like a yash chopra film .. as mch as we shd live for the present .. we shud also know .. that its going to be just a passing phase ... ironical eh ? Aint that what life is about irony and more of it ?

There is always going to be a tomorrow still to come , a yesterday thats gone , and a present that is right here ... all three of them are so different from each other yet so intertwined .. i havent known anything thats so bonded to each other and yet so so apart .. and thats what i ponder on sometimes ... more irony ;)

Saw the jackson memorial tday .. I always thought him to be a strange man , but iconic .. the memorial was amazing .. the biggest names from mariah carey to usher etc paid tributes .. he seemed to have earned it and how .. he did pay a huge price . We will never know how far the criminal stuff against him was true ... inspite of all of it millions still love him .. why ? the strangeness , the weird life style , all the child molestation things abt him .. so what made him still tick ? I guess it was the ''goodness'' that connected with people , that made them overlook all of that .

The only one thing that i felt was real in the entire memorial was the tribute by his daughter Paris .. the rest mebbe ... but i am sure if something reached Michael wherever he is now , it was that two line tribute.