Thought Therapy

Five letters is all it takes to make that word, Five letters tattooed on my heart. To own the word, is to own the world. One   word that makes my small world big, One word that makes   my dark sky blue, One   word that makes my end a whole new start. To believe in the unseen, To hope in the   hopeless, To   see through blind eyes. To walk crippled in the dark. Ever wondered how the world would be like if people   had no mind to think, when everyone in the world had no opinion and we were all clueless idiots…it would be totally amusing (insanely amusing)but then again who would even think of the humour   in that situation   let alone be concerned with it.I woke up thinking about this stupid situation,and how chaotic life would be. The history of the world would be completely different and the human race would be a perfect example of an animal kingdom,only difference would be that we would all   be stupid animals!! Before my thoughts could wander dee

Woke up feeling "frenchy" so that should at least explain my post's title "c'est la vie" =" that's life " in French,but then again it's a Monday !!!( i know i should really stop hating on Mondays,but we got a love-hate relationship that i can't get away from). It took a while to sit down and write this, because i really wanted  to at least get some way of extracting a life lesson from Shania Twains "c'est la vie" lyrics.But it all came down to one thing,very brief and short to the point: that's life, sometimes we just have to go with the flow . I really thought hard about this song,trying to  get a  paragraph worth of  life's unending lessons,but my mind couldn't hack it! And it  wasn't worth me pulling my hair out in frustration.  So i had to admit that simplicity is one of the best lessons to learn . This will sound crazy,but i at times think that life tries to talk to us.We try hard to und

"The Fighter" Gym Class Heroes (feat. Ryan Tedder​) Gonna live life 'til we're dead. Give me scars, give me pain Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter Here comes the fighter That's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to me, This one's a fighter I just love the way this song begins!!! The lyrics just make you want to go out and give life a big punch in the face even  with all the blows it throws out to you,but....these are just words.Who in their normal mind would want to get beaten up????Hardest to fulfill than it is to just listen and feel like you can make it even when you get so scarred from all them punches.The words always take me to a movie scene when the hero keeps taking blows and somehow  someway,inevitably rises up every time they fall. Give me scars give me pain ..that's one tough fighter!!!I woke up today,tired as can be,hoping today would just fly away and

We have  31,536,000 seconds in a year, now minus 1,209,600 seconds (that’s a whole  2 weeks)  ,if you  a math geek  am probably sure this is worth your while   since you may be  trying to make sure I get my calculations right.Anyway,not wasting any more of your time,I will go straight to the song that I listened to this week after it hit the music world 3 years ago,and I could hum the chorus word by word once the song was over  “GOTTA LIVE LIKE WE’RE DYING”(am not joking!!) It got me feeling  soooo..... guilty and I couldn’t help but write this post.( it has been 2 weeks since my last post.). Been feeling a little bit uninspired lately,but since I have to tell the truth,it’s been more of a lazy spell (now you know why am feeling guilty).So when I heard this song,it got me thinking of those days when my mom would always say “never put what you could do today for another day” and when it’s said in my mother-tongue with my mom’s voice,the effect on me has always been to get off my