Saturday, May 23, 2015

Read an article (well technically only the last paragraph) by a pastor where he basically said that we must only surround ourselves with positive energy, so that we can live positively. In order to do that, he only surrounds himself with positive people and avoiding having any conversations with people who are negative. Recently a friend said almost the same thing- that she is afraid of associating with people who are easily depressed. I can understand how hard it is to be around people who are always complaining, whiny, moody, etc, yet at the same time, do we leave these people in the lurch? And just let them stew in all that negativity? The Pastor said that it is easy to get affected by such people but why can't we let our positive energy influence them? 
One day we may be the ones who are down and need someone else to lift us up. 

On another note was talking to a gf over dinner yesterday and she was having second thoughts about marriage. Till this day, I am not sure where my stand is on such issues. Sometimes the lines between love, responsibility, and commitment are blurred. Are we with someone out of love or out of a sense of responsibility/duty or for sentimental reasons? 
When love dies, do we continue to keep on going because we have made our commitment to one another? 
I wonder which is more cruel (whether to the other party or yourself) - to stay with someone out of a sense of duty even though you know your heart is no longer in it, or to leave someone and thus, breaking all promises of commitment? 

Friday, May 22, 2015

Love loses all its beauty,
When it lives in someone else's shadows.
One cannot see the sun,
Only the darkest of skies.

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Now

And I do not want to recognize 
That the world is broken.
I do not wish to be awakened 
From my deep slumber.
The harmonica sounds 
The guitar strums
And we merry make
And sing to the country tunes.
Tomorrow and yesterday are forgotten
And we are lost in this moment.
Perhaps tomorrow,
We will remember again,
That the world is a broken place,
But what we own and know now,
Is now.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

And time, it doesn't stop.
It moves on without us.
A goodbye, it doesn't leave,
On its path we are ravaged. 

What wouldn't I give 
To stop time in its path.
But it flows, it moves, it runs,
And we can never keep up.

Yesteryears are gone,
And your face I am slowly forgetting,
Bit by bit, time eats away all memories of you,
But still I hold on tightly to what little is left.

Deep down I know,
Who the winner is.
One can never win the fight against 
Time.





Saturday, May 16, 2015

Antoine de Saint-Exupery- Paul Webster

Was reading this book some weeks ago before I got distracted by White Tiger. Came back to this book after returning from Africa and learnt that Saint-exupery once did the mail route from france to Africa. Subsequently also learnt that there will be an exhibition of the little prince in Singapore! How timely...can hardly wait for Sunday to come... 
Honestly I am not quite sure why I am so enchanted with the little prince, a simplistic book that's almost "childlike". But maybe this is what draws people in- the pureness of the little prince. 
Will write more on the book after I've finished it. 

Monday, May 11, 2015

Such beauty painted by the hands of God,
And yet despair fills the land of his creation,
The cries of the desperate go unheard,
How long will we remain blind,
How long will we remain deaf?
Only the mouth speaks of the wrath
That has befallen on us. 

We speak against the Holy One in rage,
Spilling untruths and planting insidious thoughts,
Forgetting, forgetting,
That one was sent to love us,
A very long time ago. 
Our souls weep because it remembers,
That there once was pure love,
And it was glorious and it had flourished.
Our eyes will no longer see such glory
Because they are shrouded by darkness,
By our own evil doings. 

Sunday, May 10, 2015

E.E. Cummings - carry your heart with me(i carry it in)

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in 
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere 
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done 
by only me is your doing,my darling) 
                                                      i fear 
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want 
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) 
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant 
and whatever a sun will always sing is you 

here is the deepest secret nobody knows 
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud 
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows 
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide) 
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart 

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)