Nothing's Permanent

The head says nothing’s permanent; the hearts smiles and asks, “What about these?”

Mother’s love, for her child;
shades of green, in the wild.

Hope - that springs you up when you’re down;
Love - the shiniest diamond on the crown.

Justice and Freedom, 
when we stand up for it;
Almighty God’s Kingdom, 
when we believe in it.

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                                                    - Gifta Raja

to be or not to be!



If life was a running truck in a highway, 
coming towards your direction; 
where would you wanna be?
1. in the sidewalk and watch it pass  
2. in the middle of the road and be hit by it

    

Writer’s block!!!

Writer’s block........... This is exactly why I started writing in the first place, to say things like "I am facing a writer's block (sounds posh right! :D)".

That’s just me; I have always been attracted to an idea rather than the reality. I like the idea of being in love, but, when asked to commit; I drop the whole concept like a hot potato and escape the situation in a jiffy.

Whenever I was asked what I wanted to do, my face would turn blank. There are so many things I wanna do, it’s often & almost impossible to pin point at one thing and state “that’s what I wanna do”. I have been facing this dilemma since my kindergarten days (it’s true!). Picture this:
“A class room filled with four year olds; a teacher who had just shot the million dollar question - What do you want to become, when you grow up?, creative and ambitious replies in the form of words flying through the classroom. Amidst this, is one soul scared and confused to pick one word that could describe what she desires to become one day. This was kindda how I spent my whole schooling period!”

Today I see the words I refused to let out have formed a personality (I call her ‘thoughtsmith’) of its own and flow through various mediums - like this blog. I may still be the scared and confused type but my thoughts & words on the other hand have a mind of their own and have outgrown the comfort shells called fear and confusion, which I use to hide from this world.


Any psychiatrist will give a fancy name to this syndrome, (and I’m sure I will never be able to pronounce it right :P hehehe) it does not bother me. I await the day when I learn to accept the reality of things rather than the idea of it; till then I’m gonna let the thoughtsmith in me have a helluva time.

Adios / Sayonara / Good bye  . . . . . . . . . . . . for now!

Appraisals :)




Is this it?….
This can’t be it…..
Oh my Gosh! This is it…..

Exactly how I reacted after gettin the appraisal, from my current firm. Went a step ahead, did a reverse calculation and reckoned; can’t even buy peanuts with these :)

World AIDS Day !


Keep the promise. Stop AIDS.

Its December Again !


Is it the month?
the season?
the festival?
the end of a good year? OR
the beginning of another great year...?



There is something about December, Which, I can never express with words. Since my childhood I wait for December from January, such is my love for this miraculous month. A month when I keep myself away from "What I wanna be?" and enjoy "What I am"

Happy December !!!   :D

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