Off The Grid

A fancy gift... an expensive token... a gadget that withers and deteriorates its value... granulated expensive drink... the finest wine... Of course I want them all who doesnt. But a simple card and a hand written message simple feels a broken soul and puts a smile in my smoldering lips.

I am nobody in whatever fields I choose to play and continues to struggle to find the acceptance I once longed lost but to catch a glimpse of hope found in a piece of paper folded in a white envelope.

In which when all is set and look back what we all need is simply a meaningful sincere words of acknowledgement and encouragement to just keep sailing and never give up till the storm calms and the sun brights brightly.

A piece of paper, yet treasured. Words coined to perfectly embroider a canvas that paints a beautiful memory. A piece of paper worthy of keeping.

Fancy gadgets will break, glitterring jewelleries could be stolen, expensive wines will rot but a worthy message inked in a card are to be kept hidden behind the hypothalamos and paints the subconcious arena a beautiful artifice.

I am Thankful and grateful to have you as my friend or call it by whatever noun you could think of. It feels great to be THANKED, APPRECIATED and ACKNOWLEDGED by whatever you have done good you can fathom in this crazy world.

A Regretful Moment

What if...? Growing up, I never believe in what if. For me, there's no such thing as what if. There is no such thing of doing something and ask yourself what if after making the choice you made because for me at that point in time when you are making decision you picked the best you think at that time.

For me asking what if will only make you misserable and regret on those decisions you made.

Instead of asking what if, just accept whatever comes out of the bad or good decisions we have made is far more realistics.

However, things has changed from the past year. The life's what if keeps ringing back.

What if I hadnt meet you? I wouldnt know the answer for sure but it is making me curious as to what couldve been the story of life now. Meeting you is a bitter sweet. Meeing you brought whirlwind in my life. Meeting you changed me and makes me different.

What if I did not listen to my instinct. Then may be I hadnt had the chance to fall from the realms of unkown painful yet majistic feeling from within.

What if I didnt reconsider breaking few block of barriers of my life?

I guess its normal to regret on things we have committed on a daily basis. We regret from the smallest details and activities that we have done in the past.

What could have been my life story if I have chosen the other options in my what if's? My life story could have been different. Though satisfactory speaking, I am ok for what I have for now.