Sunday ScribbLings !!!

When I was a kid, I couldn't wait to grow up to discover the one big happiness that will make it all worth it. To me, that point would be the climax of my life. It would complete me in the sense that would be the thing I will be striving for as I grow. My parents would be proud of me on founding my purpose. I imagined it to be an award, presented with an audience cheering for me. I always imagined myself taking it as a trophy or something, my parents watching me with intent eyes, swelling with pride as the world recognized whatever the good I had bestowed on mankind! Absurd, I know.

I grew up and so did my silly notions. I found life is a journey; not the one that revolves around a single moment of happiness, but a journey filled with countless such tiny moments.

They say your attitude determines your altitude. You can either sit and wait for that one big moment of glory, or you can find happiness in every tiny moment and appreciate it.

Happiness is a state of mind. It doesn't come looking for you. You have to open yourself to it. Think big!

Have a beautiful life!

What comes to your mind when I say "big"?

I hope you have an eventful week ahead!

Loads of huGGies n Kichus ~~~

....How big can it get ???

As a kid, the biggest thing there ever was for me, was a plane. Yes, an airlines plane. I related to it every time I explained how huge something was, or exactly how much I felt for someone or something. I used to tell my mom over and over how much I loved her, 'How much?' she used to ask fondly, 'Ummm... as big as an aeroplane!' I used to say making a heart shape and smiling. For quite some time, the aeroplane phenomenon charmed me as the greatest invention from mankind. But as I grew up and my horizons expanded, I learnt that where this world was full of far more intriguing things because of how big they were, yet the magnanimity of emotions were expressed at their best when found unawares in small things and brief, priceless moments.

Yes we are made for bigger things, bigger dreams, bigger glory. All of that is achievable if we are connected to the child within. Sometimes, just your innocence will do. Sometimes, you think you know someone for long, till the time you catch that one glance, that one look that answers so many questions at the same time. You suddenly realize why you're here with them. Something as small as a moment...

And when people I Love asks me how much I love them, I find no better way of expression than to fondly tell them, '... with a heart as big as an aero plane !'

<3

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

- Marianne Williamson

Wish you were Here ......

MOOD : WishfuL

NOW PLaying : Wish you were Here | Pink FLoyd

How I wish, how I wish you were here.

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,

Running over the same old ground.

What have you found? The same old fears.

Wish you were here.

I wish this song had no meaning to me. I wish it wouldnt move me everytime. But it never fails, because not everyones here. People say that when they hear this song they think of everyone that they've lost throughout their life, but I dont buy that. I think that if this song really has a meaning to you, that when you hear it you think of just one person. This song is too personal to apply it to every1 you miss.

Note to seLF - I BeLieve ~~~~~

Life gets crazy and sometimes it feels like nothing you can do will prevent it from getting worse. I maintain that nothing can ever harm you when you stand by what you believe in. It's up to you to choose being the person you are or go down with the flow. Surround yourself with good people and you will start seeing the goodness in life even when apparently there is none. Today, when so much is expected of me, so much so that I can lose myself any moment, I fairly believe that I will come out.... Because it's only me who can choose to be the person I am!





I believe in being myself. You don’t need to be anyone else but you, you are an original and no one can fill your shoes better than you. Don’t be someone you’re not just because they want you to be someone different. Never underestimate yourself! The problems you have in life are given to you because it is only you who can tackle them. In you, lies a wonder. Obstacles are just a small part of God’s bigger plan for your life to make you the gem you are destined to be one day. Smile, the best is yet to come!


I believe in love! You will have your perfect fairy tale one day. You are given the wrong ones first just so you understand the value of the one who’s worth it all! I’m in love with babies and everything cute. I love it when it rains you can be a child all over again. I love the way God paints a new morning every day. I love the way my life is right now. I don’t care how crazy or messy it is!

I believe in dreams. Dreams are one thing they can't take away from me! I dream about being famous ,happy and having a family of my own and when I have all that, you'll see me shine like no other! It's just a matter of time because I'm a survivor.

I believe that you get set backs in life because it is God's way of bringing out the best in you. You meet bad people in life so that you can learn a thing or two from them. They teach you to be on your guard and to be in a present state of mind always. So be thankful for the good times and the bad, the good people who showered you with love and the bad people who taught you how to protect yourself.

I believe in innocence. It's your greatest asset and you're beautiful just the way you are. Know the beauty within you, respect it and then own it. Trust me, there's no one like you!

What do you believe in?

I dont miSS YOu ....... I miSS the PersOn I thawt You were !!

Now Playing : Grenade | BrunO Mars

Gave you all I had

And you tossed it in the trash

You tossed it in the trash, you did

To give me all your love is all I ever asked,

Cause what you don't understand is

I’d catch a grenade for ya ...................

Throw my hand on a blade for ya ........................

I’d jump in front of a train for ya .....................

You know I'd do anything for ya ..........................

I would go through all this pain,

Take a bullet straight through my brain,

Yes, I would die for ya baby;

But you won't do the same....

"You are the One " He Said !!

She logged into her Facebook account, cleared her current status and wrote something new. Then, she took a sip of her coffee and checked her notifications. Comments on status….on photos….on notes….on links….on posts….. she didn’t go to any of them. She opened the chat window and typed a “hi” and pressed the enter key!

The reply came after a few seconds. As soon as she read it her laptop screen turned scarlet. Her face was on the table, her eyes wide opened and the coffee spilled all over the floor.

Her breath was still searching for solace!

She could smell blood. She dragged her arms to the table and struggled to get up….to lift her head and look behind her. She failed herself. But still, she managed to move her big brown eyes towards the screen and read the messages in the chat window. He was still typing. There were question marks, too many dots, exclamation marks…..and words of worry!

Amidst the gory pool, her eyes cried. Her lips trembled. She felt someone’s presence.Someone was coming close…..and closer….and closer….until finally he stood right behind her.

The huge shadow made her heart beat slower. She was sweating. Her senses were leaving her body. And then….that someone put a full stop!

He held the knife and took it out from her neck with a jerk. Her arms left the table and hung down. Her eyes widened. Just one tear trickled down her right eye. The blood kept soaking her body. The buzz sound was still coming from her computer. She was pushed aside; she fell on the ground…..numb….turning blue…. He bent down to type...

“Go offline. She’s done!” At once came the reply…. “Well done.”

Her last whisper had an incomplete wish. “Take….ca (re)….”

He shoved her with his leg and walked over her. Before leaving the room, he looked back just once. But when he did, his conscience was filled with guilt and a weight too heavy to carry. His eyes were glued at her big brown eyes, the blood which coloured the boring marble floor, her dry lips, and the slit throat. Immediately after he noticed all this, he left. He didn’t want to die of such a huge guilt.

She opened the chat window and typed a “hi” and pressed the enter key! The reply came after a few seconds.

“Just beware; someone might come to kill you right now!”

As soon as she read it her white laptop screen turned scarlet................................

They say TIME heals all wounds ...but what abOut the SCARS ????

I have been hiding in my solitude and silence in the last three years; slipping away into the oblivion within. For all my love of words, too often they have failed to give expression to the feeling raging through my heart…

There’s music playing mournfully in the background here; but still this silence soaks my soul like the last wave of the turning tide reaching for and succeeding in its yearning for dry land. The silence roaring through these hollow cavities, my own private sea-caves, soothes me yet leaves me unsettled. At the end of the day, with caves overflowing, what is the use in silence? I wish now for poetic words and iridescent phrases to illuminate the dark spaces within. Only, there is nothing. Silence and stillness and a total absence of light to guide me.

I have made my decisions, these past three years, with a clear head but full heart. I have no regrets, just this ineffable sadness lurking throughout my rooms of memory.

I had faith in you ,trusted you , cared for you .I left no stone unturned but you fucked with my head with your bullshit. You consciously, knowingly, willingly did it.This makes you a horrible person, and I hope some day, you know, in a very personal manner, the pain you've caused me.The kinds of emotional wounds you’ve inflicted will take a long time to heal.

why did you scar my souL ???

The pain lies now in the lack of sensation; the total numbness of my hands and mouth and body when I recall that everything you did was a manipulation, after all. Every little word you said, though I believed it at the time, was self-serving.

All the nasty things you said to me- these words have lost none of their potency–only their utility.They fester inside me like an infection just under the skin, poisoning.

Do you see what you have done? You've driven me to words I can’t even TYPE. Words so foul and vile that they draw me inward, shivering at my own vehemence. This is what you did to me. This is who you are. You destroyed my innocence and wiped your dirty, grubby feet on my spirit.

God damn you !!!

Hope I never follow you to whatever Hell you’re going to, Karma’s a bitch. And you will know this pain, someday…three-fold.