Coward! Coward!Get outOf your shell.Better, throw awayThat stupid shell.Coward! Coward!Stop thinkingWay too much.You know it's nothing moreThan another excuse.Coward! Coward!You're okayThe way you are.So why be shyOr try to change?Coward! Coward!Don't let them decideFor yourself.You've been gifted withA brain of your own.Coward! Coward!Don't let me call youThis name again.So show me finallyWho you really are!
Cristian Mihai, a fellow blogger on WordPress once wrote something in one of his comments' section that made me both laugh out loud as well as think hard. It's difficult to find love. But if you do, you gotta fight for it. Fight for it like you are the third monkey on Noah's ark. And [...]
When you said You didn't like What I did, I dropped it. When you said You didn't like What I said, I shut it. When you said You didn't like What I thought, I stopped it. And then one day, I realized, I didn't like Who I was becoming. So I picked what I dropped. [...]
To everyone's surprise, she passed the crown of jewels. Instead, she chose the crown of flowers. Wearing that, finally, she felt like a queen.
If I were perfect, I would know Exactly what to say. But I bumble for words. If I were perfect, I would do Everything just right. But I make many mistakes. If I were perfect, I would treat Everyone just as they deserve. But I muddle up all systems. If I perfect, I would succeed [...]
"You're not worth it," said they. "If it's about me, then I'll decide," said I. I decided to believe in myself.
One last step and she would be off the cliff. "I fall or I fly," she breathed. The good part was she was born with wings.
He could love. That was the important part. Whom he loved. That did not matter. He had every reason to be proud of himself.
Enough with the smartness. Enough with rightness. Go, be a fool once in a while. Go, live freely for sometime. You think too much. You do way much more. But has it all always borne fruit? But has it all made you happy? A machine was made for a reason. A person obviously not for [...]
So many options to choose from -- Bravery, intelligence or strength, Charm, Humour or righteousness. Then why speak of The seemingly least of them all? Why bother with being kind? So much seen and heard, If not already, Then soon will be Of betrayal, doubt and slyness, Of incompetence, inequity and injustice. Why trouble oneself [...]