stick to the fight when you are hardest hit........its when things go wrong that you musn't quit.
Why is it that when I am saddest, lowest weirdest that I find refuge in writing? This is an old habit which has continued since the good old days of pen and paper. Blogging isn't as convenient as witting (there is something romantic about writing) but it is definitely safer - it gives me the privacy I never felt sure of when writing, that's why I am here.
"Tough times never last but tough people do."
True. Okay lets see it this way……… these are tough times. These are testing times. And I have to live through. And I have to come out of it unshattered. And I will.
I can’t afford to kill my dreams. They are my only solace. The only escape. The only way I can ever reach where I want to reach. Dreams are my life. Working to realize them my only aim. Achieving them my only goal.
As time passes people change. Their circumstances change, their priorities change. So have mine. Sound strange sometimes but a romantic like me doesn’t have any romantic aspirations. Why? Well maybe because I ve become scared of them I ve been hurt too often and too bad to think of it again. I ve actually closed that part of my persona behind a door whose key I don’t have. And I don’t want to find it coz I don’t want tot open it right now. I have other things to do, and after I do them …… will think about it. Those are my plans. But if He has something different He ll let me know. I am not really bothered about that.
What I am bothered about is the things on hand. And I ve to give my full concentration to it.
The other day I de been cribbing that y he has to pop up every now and then. But now I see the reason behind it. It has to be so. To change a thing it has to be faced. And I am improving………..millions of times. And that’s y I have to face him. and I actually feel happy when I realize that he doesn’t affect me the way he used to. I can be calm and collected when talking to him. I can be nasty to him too. It’s a wonderful feeling. And only now am I realizing what is truly meant by getting over something. There area lot of ingredients-
time
courage
determination
and most important HOPE.
No war is so tough that it cannot be won, you only need to have the right strategy to fight.
And I have not only fought but won too. It’s a very elating feeling. A big boost to my self confidence. And this time I know its no fickle wall of glass. Its solid concrete. Because what builds up fast doesn’t last. But what takes time……is what will wear time. I am smiling. When I started writing I was very upset……… but just the course of writing and analyzing has brought a tremendous change. Now I know why journals will always be an integral part of my life. Put it on paper (here cyber) and forget. Clear your mind of clutter. and then you can think straight.
It is said, “ When you smile when nobody is around those are times when you really mean it. “ Am happy. And this gears me up for my next battle.
Alrit here I come!!
