If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start.
This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery–isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds.
And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you’re going to try, go all the way.
There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter.
It’s the only good fight there is.”
Momentary Life
Nothing remains
Everything shatters
What remains is just the memories
The memories that cut through your heart
The happy memories that makes you cry for the bygone times.
The memories that finally faint away!
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“We teach girls shame. Close your legs, cover yourself, we make them feel as though being born female they’re already guilty of something. And so, girls grow up to be women who cannot say they have desire. They grow up to be women who silence themselves. They grow up to be women who cannot say what they truly think. And they grow up–and this is the worst thing we do to girls–they grow up to be women who have turned pretense into an art form.”
-Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Remembering Langston Hughes (Feb 1,1902-May 22,1967)
Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
– Langston Hughes
Happy New Year Everyone :)
Quote by Sylvia Plath
Why the hell are we conditioned into the smooth strawberry-and-cream Mother-Goose-world, Alice-in-Wonderland fable, only to be broken on the wheel as we grow older and become aware of ourselves as individuals with a dull responsibility in life?
Strangled.
My mind was weak,
From being a silent spectator!
Weak for living this routine life!
There was a stream of thoughts rushing in,
It felt as if a serpent had crept into the mind
It was crawling through my head hissing its way through!
Its hissing was a call to some unknown forces!
With each move it made, my body cringed
I was staring blankly at the screen where nothing made sense !
Slowly the icons in the screen
Awakened by the hiss,
Crawled one by one from the screen
And as they crept out of the screen they transformed into insects;
Insects with stings!
They slowly crawled and made a march towards my neck
And strangled me to death with their long legs!
Last moment!
The sky was overcast with pregnant clouds.
Sun was setting which gave the sky a crimson hue.
And the birds were returning to their nest,
And she had decided death over life.
As she was bidding farewell
She realized she wanted to live.
As the consciousness began to fade
She began to see beauty of the world.
Lying near the window she wished
Someone would come to rescue.
Why did she make this decision?
She had already forgotten the reason !
She wanted to live!
She wanted to see the sunrise again.
Slowly the crimson sky changed to blood red
It started raining,
The rain had arrived late
For she, who loved the rain
Had reached a world of her own!!!
Carve Your future !
The canvas of life is plain!
Adorn it!
Paint it with colors you love!
Be the artist of your life.
This is the hour!
Choose what you want to be!
Stars can’t predict your future!
Only you can!
You have the power in you to change the world.
If only you have the burning desire in your eyes,
You can mould your future
Like a sculptor carving masterpiece out of a stone.
But what you make of the stone
Depends Not on the stone,not on any other force
But only on You!
Why believe in predictions?
Predict it yourself!
Go out Dear,
Carve your future!
You!!!
Through the dewdrops in flowers
I see you.
When the Sun shines on me in these chilly winters
I feel you.
The rain that comes during summer
Reminds me of your care
The Summer Rain, the Winter Sun
All resembles you.
The scorching heat of summer,
Is the pain that your memories gave me
The rainy season is like our endless love,
Flowing freely as it wishes!
The lonely winter nights,
Reminds me about the warmth of your hugs!
The blossoming flowers of spring,
Reminds of our Love.
The fallen autumn leaves,
Reminds me of our inevitable separation.
You were my summer, spring, winter and autumn.
You were my everything!!!
Thousand Whirling Dreams of Sun 