there is nothing called loneliness if you make solitude your companion
- nothing much really, just that i have been confined to my room for 8 days thanks to chicken pox and was all by myself the whole week....good that its over and behind me..and hell!!!was i pampered!!!....times when i remind myself that nice ppl still do exist in this world..am sure glad to get back on my feet though
prash...here is to you!!!!seriously...would have been much worse for me without all that you did...thanks a million.......for all the south park dvd's :P kidding of course.Damn that pox virus....the thing is so small and cant even survive by itself, and yet can wreck your whole body....well whatever
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Saturday, July 22, 2006
The secret of success
This question had long forever plagued me
As to why ‘t is this wretched way that I must be
Oh! how true it is that you cant be taught
To smile and laugh and to worry not
Why is it that all of me seems to be buried in my ugly knitted brow
Will I ever smile when I look at the vibrant colors of the rainbow?
"Oh God", I cried,"I have strived to find an answer, but forever in vain"
And I heard Him say- "You maketh your misery, you create your pain"
"Is it anyone’s fault that you have no faith in you?
My dear, you must trust yourself and all that you do
And that is the little secret that shall always drive
Every single man who can reach the sky
No one in this world can ever be blemishless
The trick is to hold your head high nonetheless
Each one of you my beloved, is precious to me
Because of what you were,you are and will always be
For every soul there exists its very own niche
Never compare,as each one shall walk its own way
And all of them great people who always win
Have the confidence that comes from within
A feeling that they are special and unique
And that the world is theirs; right under their feet
Then my dear, there is nothing else you need to defeat
Life suddenly transforms into a dream ever so sweet
So my child,'t is high time you became confident and bold
Ye must believe that your fingers can spin yarn into gold
Follow my word and very soon,you are sure to shine
Blessed art thou for your life will then feel divine"
As to why ‘t is this wretched way that I must be
Oh! how true it is that you cant be taught
To smile and laugh and to worry not
Why is it that all of me seems to be buried in my ugly knitted brow
Will I ever smile when I look at the vibrant colors of the rainbow?
"Oh God", I cried,"I have strived to find an answer, but forever in vain"
And I heard Him say- "You maketh your misery, you create your pain"
"Is it anyone’s fault that you have no faith in you?
My dear, you must trust yourself and all that you do
And that is the little secret that shall always drive
Every single man who can reach the sky
No one in this world can ever be blemishless
The trick is to hold your head high nonetheless
Each one of you my beloved, is precious to me
Because of what you were,you are and will always be
For every soul there exists its very own niche
Never compare,as each one shall walk its own way
And all of them great people who always win
Have the confidence that comes from within
A feeling that they are special and unique
And that the world is theirs; right under their feet
Then my dear, there is nothing else you need to defeat
Life suddenly transforms into a dream ever so sweet
So my child,'t is high time you became confident and bold
Ye must believe that your fingers can spin yarn into gold
Follow my word and very soon,you are sure to shine
Blessed art thou for your life will then feel divine"
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)