Tuesday, October 14, 2008

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We often surrender to our BLUE moods... coz its easy,,, its just easy to feel
sorrow.... blue.. black... tears....sadness...

what ever you name it….

You might say I should not think. But no one can stop thinking.. stop analyzing.. stop rewinding life events…

BLACK always try to contempt & pull us to the pool of grieve… You would grieve the “ungrievable” just to justify the “I will cry in any moment” mood..

We just give up to the blackness of our hearts cause to be happy needs an effort,, to be glad, blissful, joyful, content…. What ever you name it.. needs a little bit an effort from our side…

Don’t stop thinking, but start appreciating, don’t stop analyzing, But start understanding, Don’t stop rewinding but start learning.



2 comments:

Salma said...

what you wrote is so realistic and just goes along with the norm of being
we are survivors with two choices in life...either we survive and live with the rules of the shore we land on, or survive by choosing the rules of the land where we will belong...

and i guess your concept of : Start appreciating, start understanding , and start learning, is a choice of survival with your own conditions.

we need to work on our instincts , develop them and only then we will chose, pink and green as our flag for surviving..

Wretched of Earth said...

You know sometimes I think those of us who tend to see the empty half of the glass are driven by optimism. I really do. You're sad because "it could have been better." You express that gloom because it's worth another try and you believe that people do care for hearing your complaints and try change sometime and make things better. People who are always content I envy and sometimes pity. Content people are seldom driven. Change and the belief in our capability of change and bettering our selves and surroundings is a powerful motive to live and keep on trying despite the dissapointments and the corruption. I won't be content with what's less that perfect because then I'll have to try change it and try make it perfect. It will never happen. Perfection is a dream in whose persuit we bloom, but only after we gloom.

I'm sorry in a philosophical and confused mood today.