Don't turn back...

When things are tough
Don’t turn back
Muster your courage
And stay strong
And walk forward…
Yes, even if you are feeling hopeless
Empty and lonely
Just walk forward

This is time you must listen your inner self
Your guiding higher power
The negative voices may try to cripple you
And ask you to turn back
Give up and accept defeat
It will tell you, you are never good enough
And remind you of all your failures
Did I not tell you?
You can never be successful,
You will never measure up to anything
You are never loved
Go back.. turn back.. why bother
You are not good enough…

Don’t give in to your negative voice
Don’t let it take control..
Continue to have faith
Faith is believing in what you don’t see
Continue to walk forward..
If things are really bad
Take a rest..
But don’t turn back..
Keep walking forward..
You are this close to walking out
Walking out of the dark tunnel
Where you have been for many days,
Sometimes may be months or years..
Our creator can see how far you have walked forward..
For he has a bird’s eye view..
Not you or me..
So have faith and continue to walk forward..
When things get tough
It’s not the time to turn back..

Don't turn back - its not the time...

Are you looking for Happiness?

So you want to be happy?

looking for happiness?
Most of us do..
But do you know what happiness means to you?
What does happiness really mean to you?
Have you thought about this?
Not to your parents, not to your family
Not to the world..
But to you?
Do you have an idea..
What makes your heart glow..
Okay most people say that they would be happy if they win the lottery..
But what are the real chances of that..
Many and many depart without ever winning the lottery..
So what if you never win the lottery…
Think.. think.. think.. what will make you happy?
Sometimes, they are the little things…
Not necessary big things..
Things that you cant find around you…
Talking to a close friend..
Having a giggle
Or a belly laugh..
Being silly.. yes.. really silly…
Reading a book
Going out for a coffee with your girl friend..
Listening to your favourite music
Going for a walk..perhaps walking with your bare feet..
Making a garland from wild flowers
Chasing butterflies..
Eating vanilla ice-cream – huum, make a double scoop
These are simple joys in life..
That will make your heart sing
Bring a simile to your face
Dance your in your own tune..
Who cares what people might think…
Skip when you walk..
Know what makes YOU.. happy..
Then do some every single day..
Make it a priority to be happy
Make a commitment
Find your happiness
And start living it today…

What does happiness really mean to you?

Soul Searching

Do you know YOU?
Huum... you would wonder what sort of question is this
Don’t I know me?

Yes, I ask you again – Do you know YOU?
The real you?
Huum... you might think.. I am living and breathing..
I am paying bills, and taking care of my children
I am this and that.. holding a job, I cook and clean..
How real can I be..

I ask again.. Do your know your real SELF?
Do you know your spirit?
Okay now I don’t mean that haunted type of spirit
Do you know your soul?
Which is your real self?
The very core of YOU
The gem inside of you
Your truest self? Your sparkling self?
The one that will truly make you happy

Okay its possible your soul is buried with so much junk
It is mental junk you have collected from past..
You have no place to dump.. so you dump it on yourself
Days, weeks, months and years go by..
Soon you have buried your soul..
You no longer can find your soul..
You are missing something..
So you look outside..
For him, for her..
For stuff, yes, all kinds of stuff
Your mind tells you.. go get this..
You run.. then it says.. oh..no.. try this..
You run again.. then it says.. huuum.. may be not..
Oh.. may be you should try this…
Here you go again.. run.. run..

left, right, forward and backward...
Like a little puppy dog..
And which ever direction you run
You can’t find it..
So now you are sitting.. and thinking
I have done everything, looked everywhere
My credit cards are all maxed
My house is full of stuff
But still something is missing
I got married, or I got divorced
I even had children
I finished my degree.. and got another one
I thought a masters would help
I got a house.. it has a back yard pool
Oh.. I even re-did the deck
I got the office I wanted.. got a great view
I am looking outside..
But yet it feels empty..
Something is missing..

STOP
Breath…
Be nice to your self…
Look within…
Deep…clean your internal self..
Do what you must do..
It might take some time..
Depending on how much trash you have dumped on yourself..
Find your inner self..
Some may call this your higher power..
Some godly self..
Some soul or spirit..
Find it.. take it out..
Clean it and polish it..
Let your life reflect your soul

Let your mind and body be in sync with your beautiful soul
The your truest self
Your most authentic self
Bit by bit you will notice..
That what you were really missing
Was your OWN SOUL
And nothing else..

Happy soul searching folks…

For YOU...WOMEN

Hello friends..
Greetings for the new year.. and sorry I am late in wishing you..
If you are here for the first time.. welcome..
Thank you for visiting my site.. and I hope you find it interesting and I also hope you will visit more often…
If it’s a good place to gather then tell others.. because admission is free and you can visit as often as you like...and stay as much as you want.. no limitations...
If its not good then tell me.. drop a line.. let me see if I can do something to make it better..

This year I want to dedicate this site to YOU.. my kind.. for all women – my friends, sisters young and old, and also all women all over the world…
I want to write more about our pressing issues – what’s bothering us and also what brings us joy, laughter and sunshine..
I want to talk about how we feel about inside the dark tunnel but I also want to talk about how we can get out and walk to sunshine..
I want to write about tears, laugher, joy, humour and also the stuff that no one wants to write but loves to read..
Please feel free to give your feedback.. as it gives me courage to write me.. and friends and sisters I do need it very much..
I am not the “guru” of anything, the more I live I find that I don’t know much about a anything.. and there is lot more to life than degrees, diplomas and certificates..
I am not the light of all lights.. I am you.. but just have taken the courage to write about things..

Lets stand up for ourselves, shall we? Lets support our kind and give each other courage and a helping hand to move on.. where ever we are, we need to move on.. for the better, for the sunshine..

Peace and Joy to all…

Niroma

Let's Pick-Us UP!!!

You feel paralyzed?
Immobilized?
Can’t think?
Feel empty?
What happened honey?
Did anyone turn back on you?
Break your promises?
Didn’t keep the word?
Kept you waiting?
Didn’t show up?

Sisters, such things happen to us
At the most unexpected times
Just when we think
Everything is fine and honker-dory
When we feel we are just about to
Walk out that dark tunnel
To sunshine…

Something happens so drastic
So painful
To pull us back into the tunnel of darkness
Don’t give up sisters
Don’t.. because it’s not the time..
Not NOW and for some of us..
Not AGAIN...

Relax.. breath..
Go within…yourself..
You still have that friend..
Your faithful friend
The only person who loves you unconditionally
The only person who never leaves you
Your higher power, your Godly Self..
Some may call it the Lord…
It does not matter what you call..
He is there for you..
Right within you..
Where you can access day or night
Weekends or weekdays

Isn’t it strange sisters?
We always wait for someone…
Another person to complete us
When we are – ourselves, created to be complete on our own?
Even when you know that you know your way?
Even when you know that you will be okay?
We wait and wait and wait
Or continue to look for that person…
That other half..
Sometimes, even failure after failure
Telling us “I can’t make it on my own”

This happens to the best of us - dear sisters
Us.. who are smart and able and capable
Us… sometimes, who are out there managing other people
Us… who others look up to as "leaders"
But in our most private moments
We tell ourselves we can’t do it alone
So we look for someone to pick us up
Even though we know very well
We don’t have to anymore

Look within sisters..
You always have a friend.. a companion, a partner..
You do..
Just within your heart and soul
That friend is always there..
Also wanting to be your friend..
Wanting to give you a hand..

No matter how dark your tunnel is sister..
He will help you through to sun shine
If only you believe in your heart and soul

No matter what has happened to you sisters
Lives or jobs lost, marriages broken, partnerships shattered..
Please know, you will come through this..
Easy? not may be..
But surely you will…

Believe in yourself and your higher power
It’s within you.. and within your access at any time
Find that friend within yourself
Join hands and walk towards sunshine..
One little baby step.. no hurry
You are not in race..
Take your time..
And know that, no matter who has left you
You are never alone…
We are all created with a built-in-friend
And sometimes, for a while in our paths
This may be the only friend we may spend our life with..
Specially when external bodies.. walk out on us
Turn back or break promises..

Don’t let any externals stop you from walking your path
Give up your dreams and goals you have for yourself
Don’t wait and wait for someone to rescue you
For it may not happen
Don’t think you are not complete.. without that special person..
You are a complete human being..
You were created as a complete human being
Not a half a human being - dont look for that half outside
that half is inside of you..
Right inside of you

Lets pick our selves up sisters....

Don't Cry .....

Don’t cry when I am gone
But smile with me now while I am here
Don’t fill my coffin with roses when I am gone
Remember.. I can’t see them nor smell them..
So what’s the point…
But help me fill my life with joy when I am here
I don’t need long speeches of how great I have being

When I can’t hear anymore

Who are you trying to please?

Me?????

Hello...I am not there.. I am gone...
Instead...tell me now – what is in your heart…
Especially the good things you have to say about me

I hope there is at least a few...
Don’t feel guilty that you could not do much when I am gone
Do something with me while you can..
Don’t mourn when I am gone
I don’t want to have any regrets.. I plan not to..
So… Laugh with me now..be with me now..
Help me live my best life now.. and let me help you live yours too...

I don’t care whether you attend my funeral
For I am not there to take attendance
I would not know whether you were really there…
Actually there wont be one as I plan to give my body to the college
So they could make use of me to the fullest..

My skin, bones and teeth and tissues...
Let them learn something and try something new
For the benefit of others…
And let me help them with my dead body before it turns to ash…

Don’t take time off your busy schedule to attend the funeral

Dont cancel those appointments or keep those living beings waiting...

I can't see, I can't hear.. for I am gone...
Who is there – I am not there – I have departed…
But if you, can take time now
And spend it with me while I am here
I would know that you were there for me when I needed you most..
Don’t spend you hard earn money to gather merit for me
I know my responsibilities and it’s my primary responsiblity to gather merit for myself - I dont expect you to do this for me...

I have made my path and I am walking on it..

I know I will be okay....
Don’t try to remember the date I depart
For it’s not important anymore…
But while I am here lets remember the date I arrived..
Don’t be mad if I don’t leave much wealth for you
For I intend to spend it with you while I am alive
What ever you want to do for me
Do it now.. do it with me..
Hold my hand, give me a hug
Make me laugh and smile
Bring me flowers…if you can
They don’t have to be expensive
You know I love wild flowers
Don’t give me Diamonds or Gold
Crystal or Porcelain
Antiques or treasures…
You know, I have no value for them..
Any time you are not sure what to give me
Give me a hug.. nice and warm..
Or a smile – sincere and true
I value them more than millions
Sing me a song or walk with me

Or tickle me...
If you are busy its okay..
But drop me a note and tell me how you are..
What ever is in your heart tell me now
While I can hear and see, touch and feel..

If you think I am always going to be around
Then you are in an illusion
Sorry to burst your bubble
But it is the reality of life
We who are born will die one day too..
When we get the call.. we have to go..
When it comes we have to go
May not have time for long farewells…

Don’t tell me I am negative because I am talking about death
I am not depressed nor am I sick
I am not out of my mind…
Don’t tell me I am too young and I have lots of time
For I have seen death has no age limits
It happens to all at any given time..
I am not saying this to scare you or make you guilty
I am saying you this because it is the truth
Everything else in life is uncertain
But death my dear friend is certain…
That is a sure guarantee

It's not over yet..

Broken hearts - shattered dreams
Lost hopes – teary eyes…

The night is long and cold
And unbearably lonely..
Feel helpless and hopeless
Your heart weeps with sadness
You life is crumbling down
Right in front of your face…
The dreams you had of a rosy future
The sounds of laugher and smiles of joy
You imagined one day would come true
The feelings of warmth and love
And now the ruins of a lost dream
Anger and hatred
Sadness and disbelief
Frustration and confusion
Now looking down upon you
Like a fearful monster
Making you helpless

Where to run, where to turn..
Whom to tell..
You wonder
Feel like a bird in cage with wings cut
Unable to fly

All the dreams you once had flowing..
Now shattered in a flash..
Turned to ash..
Can’t see reason – cant fathom
Can’t comprehend…
Can’t make sense
Can’t justify
What happened?
Why did this happen?
And why now?
What did I do wrong
To deserve such pain

Why? Why? And why?
Too many questions with very few answers
Nothing makes sense
Your whole body is weak and pale
Can’t feel you limbs anymore
But still…
You hear your heart beat though it’s weeping.
When you think when all else has vanished…
Turn to ash..
Hopes lost.. dreams shattered..
Life ruined.. mind weak..
Just when you think everything is over…

And you want to pack your bags and close your eyes

and say "Good Bye" to the dear world..
You hear a beat..
Yes..
The beat of your heart..
Perhaps to remind you
That it is not over yet….

Is your heart still beating? then it's not over yet....

If only we could.....

If only we could live without expectations
Our lives would be much happier
More peaceful and more relaxing

If only we knew how to live without any expectations
From our loved ones
Not expecting a reply to a letter sent
Not expecting a word of thank you
Not expecting to return a favour
Not expecting to be loved back
Not expecting a hug
Not expecting a smile
Not expecting a helping hand

How do we live without expectations?
I really don’t know…
Do you?
But I find if we could live without expectations
Our lives would run much smoother
Without a lot of disappointments
And heartbreaks and sorrow

But then again can we survive?
Living without expectations..
Is there a life without expectations?

Is it possible to live without expectations?

In the name of LOVE

Ah.. the things we do..
In the name of Love
To be loved by someone
To feel wanted and loved
Appreciated and respected
How much effort we put in
Just to be loved by someone…

Forgetting our own selves
Our own values
Our own boundaries
Putting ourselves down
Way down in the list
The price we pay..
The miseries we sometimes have to go through
The pain we have to endure
Just to be loved
By some one…

As humans why do we crave so much
For love from others?

but its universal..

Sometimes, we live just to be loved
By someone else..
Dreaming, hoping, praying and wishing
Just to be loved

by another...

In this process, we forget ourselves
Our precious selves
And we forget to love ourselves
And take care of ourselves
To give the same love
We give others…
And then suddenly
When the love we expect from another
Is not to be found
We realize not only have we lost that person
But we have also lost ourselves
Because in loving another
In wanting to be loved by another

We have forgotten us..
We have lost our own selves
But at the end of the day..
When the night falls
And the whole world is silent
When it’s dark and lonely
No one to love us anymore
We are stuck with ourselves
And when are stuck with a self who has lost its love
You are stuck with a unloving YOU…

As much as we crave to be loved by others..
Which is a human desire extending to animals
It’s always wise..
Not to forget to love ourselves first..

or love us equally
So that even when we lose our loved one..
We are still left with a loving self…

Wouldnt it be wise?

Monkey praising it's own TAIL!

Ha..ha.. I may sound like a monkey who is praising its own tail but I cant help it…Yeyeyeyey…. Happy First Anniversary to Me...hup..hup..hup..I am jumping up and down with my tail wagging!

It’s exactly a year ago I started this blog. Yes, and when I had to write my first post I struggled…. actually wrote the first post on nothing. I have written over 50 blog posts in the past one year. Hey.. hey. What an achievement for this monkey ha? Oh, you know the freedom of this praising my own self? I am over 40! I no longer have to worry about what others think.. and you know what? It’s my blog and I cant say what I want right? And if you are 20.. start early.. its not about what other’s think of you.. Its about what you think of yourself. I learnt this message very late in life.. but I am here to tell you, you don’t have to.

I want to thank you all for you support and your interest you have shown in my blog – if I didn’t think it was helping others I wouldn’t be motivated to write. I must admit I love writing. It’s the one single media where I feel I am me…. I can’t dance or sing or perform…my real thoughts come on to surface when I am writing.. I feel free when I write.

I wish my mother had an opportunity to read this. She never had. She left me a few years ago. If she did she would have being very proud if not of me but her too. It was my mother who taught me to read and write – so she deserves all the credit. As some of you know English is my second language. At age 3 I started reading books in English. I had always preferred writing and reading to talking. I was the quiet one in my family. Everybody else talked a lot – they still do. So whether I liked it or not I listened – let’s say sometimes there wasn’t a choice. I thought somebody must listen. Later it became too much, now I just pretend like listening. Ha. ha.. very bad monkey ha?

Well, if you have a passion I encourage you to take it up. I don’t write perfect – and I know this too. I am sure I make many mistakes. But I am able to make my point across and live through my passion. I hope you too will take a simple step in following your passion. You owe it to your self. What is life if we cant live out our passions? Ah, it would be so dull.

So, today do something about your passion.. think at least this way.. Niroma is writing whether she thinks she can write or not… so, why not I do something with my passion?
Now would that be enough motivation?

Prisoner of Life..

Do not be a prisoner of your own life
Dear Sister…
Take courage, be strong
Have faith in yourself and Lord…
Believe in yourself
Walk.. walk.. my dear sister…
Walk towards light

Its okay my sister…
What ever happened in the past
Its over..
For today is another new day..
For new hopes and new dreams..
To begin your life new…

Take a chance dear sister
Its worth a try..
Walk away from darkness..
And walk in to light..

People may have done wrong by you dear sister
Or said wrong things to your hurt your feelings
Insulted you and made you feel so small
They may have robbed your worth
But don’t let them rob your soul and spirit
I know you are scared..
I know you feel weak..
I know you feel hurt..
But my sister..
Have courage to walk away
Break the steal doors of your prison
Walk away.. sister.. walk away…

I know, you can’t see the light
At the end of the tunnel..
Because you are not looking ahead
You are stuck in a prison
A dungeon you have made
For yourself…

Don’t sit in darkness
Don’t sit in sorrow
Take courage, take strength
Believe in yourself
Your strong inner self
And faith in yourself and the lord
Do your best
And the universe will do the rest…

Are you a prisoner of your own life?

Seperate Paths..

I waited for you for so long..
So long for you to understand me..
To understand my heart and my soul
To tell you
What is burning inside of me..
To know what I want
My dreams and goals…
To know my heart..
To know what spark me
To know what gives me pleasure
I had opened my heart
For years and years
And had invited you to step in..
But you didn’t take notice
Perhaps you were busy
Perhaps you were pre-occupied
Perhaps you didn’t want to
Perhaps you didn’t believe enough in me
Perhaps you didn’t want to join hands with me
I don’t know the reason
Because you never told me

I also tried to know you
Your heart
Your goals and dreams
You aspirations and fantasies
And what matters most to you
But you didn’t let me in
Into your heart or mind
I had thought we were in this together..
Walking hand-in-hand
Facing the road-blocks together..
And then exploring new tracks
Stopping by to enjoy the scenery
Or making a D-tour
Just because it would be fun…
But it didn’t happen…

I stood there, out in the cold
Like a total stranger
Waiting impatiently
To enter your world
But you didn’t allow me
To enter your heart
I also kept the gates of my heart
Open for you
Day-in.. Day-out
I had hoped
You would knock on my door
But it didn’t happen…

I was disappointed
Because you didn’t come
You never gave me a reason
Even if I asked you
Even if I begged you
Sometimes, I cried
Sometimes, I wept
Sometimes, I fought with you
But yet you were silent
Silent as a rock
A rock in a dark cold winter night
I could never understand
The silence.. and I still don’t…

I am sorry,
I can’t wait for you anymore
My heart tells me to move on
That I have waited too long
Life is short
Shorter than we predict
We never know when it ends
When it ends
I don’t want to have any regrets
I want to know
I tried and did my best..
So, I think its time
For me
To step in to the world on my own
To see what I can do
To test the waters
And to swim to my destination
To make my dreams come true
At least to give it a try
I have to do..
This on my own..

We were running
Yes..
But not in the same direction
In separate ways
We were walking
Yes,
But not in hand-in-hand
Alone in our paths…
Parallel and separate
I am not sure
Whether we will cross our paths any more..
For we have walked apart
For many years
Without us even knowing..

I can’t lie anymore
Or pretend
Or act
I also can’t wait anymore
I am tired of waiting
For I don’t think
We can walk back now
For we have walked apart for long..
Perhaps, we were never meant to be
Walking in the same path
It’s was my expectation
But perhaps it’s not goods will…
I wish you success
Walking on your path..
I hope you will be happy

Now, I want to give myself a chance
To walk in my path

For I will not be ME

until I walk on my path..

I cant walk on your path

if its not my path

and you cant walk on mine

if its not yours

I now want to walk on my path

and find my own happiness
For I believe I am worthy
As a human being
To find and walk on my own path
And walk to my own destination…
At least,
When that day comes
I want to tell my creator I tried.. I tried.. and I tried…

Are you on your own path?

Life Goes On....

Even when

things are going wrong in very possible way
But yet,
Life goes on
With the dawn of another new day
Birds singing merrily
Sun shining bright
Life goes on…

Things are going wrong in very possible way
Unpaid bills
Jobs lost
Contracts broken

Marraiges destroyed
Lives lost
Sicknesses arising
Children crying
Loved ones not talking
friendships lost
Dirty dishes in the sink
Laundry not folded
Problems not solved
Hurtful memories
Broken hearts
Confused minds
Tears still not wiped
But life goes on…
Everything is a mess
Life is a disaster
Can’t handle it anymore
Too much on our plate
No more strength to face
Another new day
Don’t know what to do
Wish the world would stop
With us..
And wait for us…
And say its okay.. take your time..
Wish it would give us time..
To heal a broken heart
Or
To find a solution
Or to gather enough strength
But it wont stop..
Here comes another day


The world doesn’t stop revolving even for a second
The sun does not stop from appearing
The night becomes day
Flowers bloom
Birds sing
Life goes on…
No matter what…
Life goes on…
Life goes on..
Life goes on…

And
No matter what
We are suppose to go with it…

No matter what, life goes on.. do you realize this?

Teach your Little Girls

Teach your little girls
How to live for themselves
Teach your little girls
To take care of themselves
And to make them the top priority
Of their lives

Teach your little girls
They are equal to little boys
And they too can achieve things
Teach them they can be
Anything they want to be
If they set their heart and minds..

Teach your little girls
To be strong
Powerful and assertive
To stand up for themselves
And speak their minds
And voice their opinions
And fight for their due rights
Teach your little girls
That they are good enough
Just as they are

Teach your little girls
That they no longer
Have to be the shadow of a
Strong man
But they them selves
Can shine and create their
Own shadow

Teach your little girls
To rise up and reach up
To walk straight with their backbones strong
To keep their chin up and face situations
To fight back fear and anxiety
And never to give up
When things go wrong

Teach your little girls
To Believe in their selves
And their souls
And have faith
In their little hearts..

Would you teach your little girls.. please..

As much as we like to...

As much as we like to help our loved ones
Be it our spouse, parents, children, siblings or friends
We can’t truly help them
Not until they open their hearts and minds to receive help

Sometimes, we may spend years and years trying to help another
Because we see a better path for them than the one they are walking on
So we push and pull and nag…
We use all the tools and techniques we have learnt
Love talk, guilty talk, sad talk, angry talk..
Until we feel like we have used it up all
All the talk we can talk
Nothing seems to work
Its only then we give up
When our selves are worn out, and running empty
Realizing that we have wasted a good many years
Trying to change someone –thinking it’s what they want
All with good intentions though
But not checking with them
If they really want to change
Little do we realize
It’s not what they want
Its what we want
If its what they want
They would change
Because if needed its in their power to change
But it’s not in our power to change others…
So we must understand this clearly,
We can’t change anyone if they don’t want to change
We can’t help anyone if they don’t want to be helped
We cant save anyone if they don’t want to be saved
As much as we try to avoid them falling into the dark pit below
Some people learn their lessons, only after falling in the pit
As much as we want to avoid them from a head-on-collision
Some people learn only from this
We all learn our lessons differently
And as much as it’s hard to watch
We must allow others to learn their lessons
In their own way…
Some of us will cross the road when we see trouble coming
But yet, for some
They will walk on to them.
Which is right, which wrong – I don’t know
But I have noticed
This is how they learn every single time..
Be it our spouse, child, friend or sibling
As much as we love these people
As much as we want them to live trouble free
Who are we?
To stop them from learning and growing
If this is their chosen method or learning

Is it time to let go?

Are We Sleepwalking?

Have we been sleepwalking through our lives?
Have we become deaf and blind to our lives?
Are we on mute?
Is it just me?
Or are you feeling this too?

Don’t we care anymore?
Don’t we care about this world and us?
Do we not believe in good anymore?
Does it not matter anymore?

I miss pure art.. I see porn.. I am tired of the crap I see on most channels
I miss pure music – where music used to sound like a harmonious combination of instruments.. instruments you could recognize.. the piano, the guitar, the drums, the flute, the violin…
I miss pure love.. it’s just lust now mixed with greed..
I am tired of seeing skinny women walking down the catwalk almost clad with nothing on their so thin bodies.. they must be unhappy for they don’t smile.. how can they?
What ever happened to curvy, voluptuous women in decent clothing?
I am tired of women still selling their bodies.. showing off their body parts just like its nothing..
I feel sorry for our mothers and grand mothers.. they worked so hard to fight for women’s rights..
Some even gave their lives..

I feel sad, in the name of fame and popularity people have lowered standards..
People are poisoning pure art, music and fashion…
Through a media that can create love, harmony and peace
They have created venom that destroys young minds..
Young minds we need for a better tomorrow – a strong tomorrow
Is being captured like prisoners
Selling almost porno as art, scary sounds as music, crap as fashion

Is it our fault?
Did we stop caring?
Or have we changed?
Or are we helpless?
Perhaps we have been sleeping?
Or are we sleepwalking?

Are we sleepwalking?

Is it time?

I realized in every situation
There is only so much I can do
No matter how much I try
There is only so much I can do
And the most powerful realization
Is knowing what my limit is..
Realizing that the power I have is limited
Realizing I cannot do everything
As much as I want to
And most importantly
Knowing I have done the best..

Sometimes in life
I have pulled, pulled and pulled..
To solve problems.. of my own and others..
After a certain point nothing seems to work..
And if I continue more
I would be killing my soul and myself
I trust it’s important to know my limit and my capacity
And to know that I have done the best I could
And to
To surrender myself to my creator above

This does not mean giving up
Quitting ahead..
Not trying enough
But just knowing you and your limits
What’s achievable and what’s not
What is working and what is not…
When to stop and say,
Lord I have tried by best
and just let the rope slip....
For your own good

Is it time for you?

Where is "GOOD?"

What ever happened to the “good?”
Why isn’t anyone covering the “good?”
Why isn’t there a place for the “good?”
Why isn’t anyone tuning to “good?”

We listen to news at six
The late edition at seven
Or the in-between at nine
Or just before we go to bed at eleven
It’s always about some misery, a death, a fight,
Fraud, heartaches, bombs, terrorists or street violence
Child molesters, rapists, and killers
What about the good that happens every day
The people who live an honest living
People who do good
People who give others a hand
People who bless others
People who take care of others
People who give their lives to help others
Brave mothers, fathers, sons and daughters
Noble priests, kinds monks, faithful teachers
Creative artists and singers
What about our those brave people?
People who save the penguins or dolphins?
People who stop by in the middle of the night to help a stranger?
What about God? What about Angels?

Where is joy, where is laughter?
Where is good humour?
Where is passion, where is hard work?
Where is sincerity, where is honesty?

Why isn’t anyone covering the “good”?
Why isn’t anyone paying attention to the “good”?
Why isn’t anyone listening to the “good”?
Where is “good”?

Is it any wonder we are living in darkness?
Fear and horror
Our hearts filled with hatred, revenge and prejudice?

Can anyone tell me what ever happened to “good?”
I miss the “good”. Don’t you?

Have you heard GOD?

Just when I thought..
That everyone has forgotten me
And left me in the dark
Inside this tunnel of scary life
God peeps into my heart
Like a ray of sunshine..
And whispers
I am still here.. I haven’t left

Just when I thought
I couldn’t continue anymore
And I have given all what I have
And nothing more to give
God whispers in my ears
And gently reminds me
No you are not done yet my dear..
You have more to live for
More to give and more to get
More to learn and more to grow

Just when I thought
All my dear friends have forgotten me
And have no use of me anymore..
Here comes god again
And whispers
Did you forget I am your best friend?
And I am still here

Have you heard God?
You may call it different names…
You higher power, your inner voice, your godly self or your divine self..
Your authentic self or your inner self..
This is not about a religion
It’s about faith
Faith in you
And your higher self
That part that reflects your godly self..
Have you found the god in you or within you or above you?
I hope you have..
If not I hope you invest some time
To find it..
Because it is the greatest gift you can give yourself..
The best ever friend you can find for yourself..

God is one person who has not disappointed me
One person who has always been there for me
One person who has never isolated me
One person who has not betrayed me
One person who has not disrespected me
One person who has not ignored me
One person who has loved me for who I am
One person who has delivered on time all his promises
One person who didn’t forget me
One person who has held my hand and showed me the way

And I am here to say – its in you too..
It’s not just for me but for you too..
Its grace is also for you
Let me remind you again,
It has nothing to do with a religion or a particular faith group
It’s in all of us..
Depending on your belief
It’s with you, in you, within you or above you
But its there for you

So today, take time to find it.. find the God within you.

Happy Birthday to ME

Good day to you all my dear friends.. sorry for the long pause.. wao it was been a really long pause.. and thank you to some of you who reminded me that I am in fact taking a way too long break..

Guess what? two months ago I turned 41! Yes, yepeeeeeeeeeee…. Well it started a bit sobby and weepy because some people I thought would remember it was my birthday forgot or didn’t know.. hmm its always hard.. it’s even harder to admit and write it here.. because we are taught not to talk about these things and let it pass or just say “oh, its okay.” You know what? I am 41 and I am getting too old to pretend anymore, I want to live truthfully as much as possible. And hopefully I like to walk my talk. I cant hold back the tears anymore and pretend like its okay. so I tell you it sucks when your dearly beloved friends forget.. okay.. I feel better now.. and the good part was people I thought would never remember did remember and called me to wish.. ha.. amazing ha.. God always does something to balance the act.

Approaching my 41st birthday, I was determined I was going to celebrate it in a different way.. I have reached a time and stage where I strongly feel I must live for myself. Hum. Some of you might say isn’t it too late. Trust me, I do feel its too late but then if I pass now when will I ever get to do it? I have always lived for someone. For my parents, for my husband – or some one. my existence has always been for someone else other than myself.. I realized this recently – a few months back.. and it’s not the greatest realization.. and I feel its time to change it..

The first thing I did was printing out the lyrics of the song my way – by Frank Sinatra.. boy isn’t that a beautiful song.. Do you remember the words? its lovely.. this is how I want to live.. my way.. and why not?

I decided to spend the day just by myself.. ah shocked? But why not? after work I had booked myself for a head-to-toe massage.. ah.. what a treat.. then I dressed up and went for dinner by myself and after, for a movie.. it was nice.. a very nice experience.. it was my special gift for myself.. for me it was a memorable birthday.. turning 41 and learning to live for myself..

Birthday is just another day.. true.. another 24 hours in our lives.. but it was a good day to start something new.. because I knew I had to start some where.. I am sharing this with you so you too can do something for yourself.. and take control of things when you can..

I wished myself a Happy Birhday.. and it sure feels good to know that I am there for myself... I know I have started something new and I want to continue to do it..

Would you like to start something new? why not? Give it a try..