whimsicalsunflower

Standing out does not mean that someone is better than someone else. It means that someone is a better person today than what they were yesterday. The journey is to evolve and not put someone else down. We are all on the same ground, in the same soil. It’s all about how we make the most of our time, here. If you have ideas, work on them. If you have dreams, fulfill them. If you have opinions, place them. If you have doubts, ask. If you feel stuck, change the road. If you feel lost, search. If you feel sad, cry it out. If you feel happy, share it the world. The world needs no competition. The competition was made with the aim of happiness. Happiness was never in the destination. It’s in the journey. A journey you have to travel; by yourself, for yourself and with yourself. You’re the path maker, here. Believe it. Go ahead! Take every opportunity to make your journey memorable. Have no regrets.  You owe it to someone special...

"What if things do not turn out the way I want them to?" "It's okay, I'm prepared for the worst." "What is the worst that will happen?" "That's not even possible." "I feel it is out of my reach. Ugh" The mind paced around faster than the speed of light. Fingers entwined, an uneasiness brewed. Sigh. Meanwhile, a kid and his mother were passing by me. He insisted his mother to buy him a balloon. And she did buy him one. A thought crossed my mind as the kid walked away with his mother, happy. Aren't dreams like the balloon and the universe like the mother? The insistence of the little boy got him what he wanted. For him, getting the balloon was an accomplishment in itself. Of course, our dreams/aspirations are a lot different than a balloon but aren't they something we want to manifest? A lot of times it happens so that we forget to give ourselves the freedom to dream. The freedom to prepare ourselves for a po...

Innocent, she nurtured her heart ever since.  Little did anyone know that a fire lived within her. Burning and growing with every fleeting moment.  Holding on, was all that she knew. A certain restlessness brewed within her. Breathing became a task.  She clenched her fists and gathered all the courage, "but.." is all that she could utter with a sigh.  Nice, obedient, sweet was what the world labelled her.  More than a label, those words bounded her. She knew that none of those word belonged to her. But how could she revolt?  A lion in a sheep's body that she was. The restlessness brewed more and more and more and... "NO!" her being roared. Everything fell silent. That silence was empty yet full. A journey began. The destination, unknown. The path, unknown. The traveller, to be known..