I love your roots, not the flower everybody sees!

You may kill a fire. And everything you know falls to dust and ash. Yet the remarkable treasure in this seemingly hopeless pile, is hidden deep within. The burning embers incarnate the perpetual desire to go from spark to flame.

For twenty-seven years I was told and believed it to be true, that if you really liked someone, you'd wish her/him to 'stay the way s/he is'.

Today I know that I was not wrong, but my view was limited. If I really like someone today, I don't want them to merely stay that way, I want them to grow, to discover their potential, and am excited to see who they choose to become.

Honestly, I never really understood the glorification of Fridays & weekends.

I don't want to build a life and career, where I spent five days a week waiting for the weekend. No!

I want to enjoy my life, and don't wish any weekday away. I want each day to matter to me, in some way, even if it's a small tiny way.

I love my life. Everyday. That's the spirit we should convey all around us.

Day n night passing by,
No tribute, we cannot deny,
We did to world's problems so deep,
Not a single sign, to take the leap.

Senseless striving for some unknown glory,
Too patiently awaiting time for our story.

Still haven't spot that light,
That make us seem calm n bright.
How to ensure tis time-being,
Is not in vain, but commencement of freeing.

We can be the very first generation which fails to see the logic or pride in defining ourselves by anything else but what is found within ourselves: our values