Are you bitter in life?

Yes, I am bitter, but I have got other things in my mind too. I hope you understand. I would never have survived, if I had allowed myself to be full of hate every second. There were few good things among the bad. For instance, the price of hubris is humility, and I learned that I didn’t have all the answers. Still, if I could go back and change what I did to get me into the mess, I would. But since I can’t, I am going to make the most of what time I have got left. The Chinese’s have a proverb that goes something like this, “What a caterpillar calls the end of life, wise men call it a butterfly.”

As I will...

My heart and mind are mine to keep,

When I awake and when I sleep.

What once I gave with love and free will,

I take it back, calm and still.

Then lovers, now strangers without joined destiny.

As I will, so mote it be…

remember

If you remember just the roses, forgetting all the thorns,

the memory of harsh words shouldn't linger on

Remember all those kisses that swept those words away,

and the smiles and the laughter and the sunshine of the day.

Recall all those moments you treasured once before,

and keep them on your treasure chest,

now and forever more.

Life's sunset is so beautiful,

it can make you smile if you recall those sweet memories.

just for a passing while.

The world is still so beautiful, it hasn't changed at all.

You can still hear the nightangle, you can hear the koel call.

The roses are still fragrant, as they were in the years gone by.

The birds still sing sweetly and there are still white clouds in the sky.

It's up to you to freshen up, before the curtain falls.

for death is not the end of life, it's the beginning of us all.

a page from my diary

I wanted to be happy, curious, joyful living every moment intensely, drinking the water of life thirstily.Believing again in my dreams, able to fight for what I wanted..Yes, that was the woman I wanted to be-the woman who was suddenly presenting herself and becoming me.I observed the woman I was until then, weak but trying to give the impression of strength,.fearful of everything, but telling myself it wasn't fear.All these years, I have putting up shutters in front of the window to keep the joy of sun from entering-just so the sun's rays wouldn't fade my old furniture. I have been controlling and enslaving what should really be free:my emotions. I have been trying to judge my future by the rules of my past suffering.

musings

The matter has suspended between earth and heaven, awaiting the hand of destiny...

musings

"The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can reall love. I require so much.....

Love

The love I talked about and believed in, only existed in fairy tales. In real life,love has to be possible. Even if it not returned right away,love can only survive when hope exists, that you will be able to win over the person you desire. Anything else is fantasy...

I think women are a complete specimen.just when you get to know them, they spring a complete surprise.I find that strengthening, because women are givers, they give birth to the universe. They are also the most misunderstood because of their strength and passion.And when things go wrong, they turn against themselves, their like,because it is easy to deal with, then men. I think women need more compassionate men with natural instinct. Men have their own set of prejudices inbred through years of conditioning.

lust for life

Death is as sure as life. I don't wish to live for ever, but I wish to lead a great life.When I am alive, I have a great lust for life. For in it lives the great triumph of spirit..

if....

These days my mind keeps wandering. I wish i was with someone who could bring peace to my heart, someone with whom I could spend a little time without being afraid that I would lose him the next day. With that reassurance, the time would pass more slowly. we would be silent for a while because we know we had the rest of the time for conversation. I wouldn't have to worry about serious matters, about difficult discussions and harsh words....

my feelings....

There was a time when religion was a part of my life, but that time has passed. I still pray, but is automatic, and I am not even sure that I believe in God anymore, because I suffered and He didn't listen to my prayers .Many times in my life, I have tried to love with all my heart and my love has wound up being trampled and betrayed. If God is love, he should have cared more for my feelings.