Tidal Waves of Emotions & Memories...
Moving house really soon, the flat at Punggol is almost ready. The lights are up, while the furnitures and fixtures are either done or on their way already. Most probably by the time i get home from my Karachi-Lahore trip everything would have already been finished.
Well it's time to pack my room to move over. Plenty of things to pack, some to keep while others to throw. Saw my old photoes and reminded me of all the best times in my life. I came to wonder what ever made me degrade to such a pitiful state now. Where was that ever-proud jonathan?
Somethings in my life i must discard as well, i shall not carry such excess baggage anymore.
Found Pics and Keepsakes from my previous relationships. My heart suddenly soften and those sweet memories came flooding back, it felt really good to be in love, but love brings pain as well. A question came to my mind, is it worth it? If given a choice to go back in time would i still want the same? Would changing certain past make any difference to the future?
I found a note she wrote to me and till now it still moves my heart. Given all these hurt and pain, i would gladly be with her if she ever write this note to me again.
But i know nothing will ever change and i should move on.
Love has lost it's meaning and honour has lost it's value. Such is the nature of this cruel human world. From now on, nothing matters more than material gain.
From now on i shall work hard, set my goals- unrealistic they may be, but i will reach there.
People always like to tell u what's possible and what's impossible, from now on i shall show what's possible and pave the way for others to follow.
The loser always say, "it's possible but difficult", but the winner will always say, "it's difficult but possible". The losers will see all the difficulties in view of the possibilities while the winner see only possiblities despite the difficulites...
I say, "it is difficult because i'm human, but it's possible because i'm a commando..."
Moving house really soon, the flat at Punggol is almost ready. The lights are up, while the furnitures and fixtures are either done or on their way already. Most probably by the time i get home from my Karachi-Lahore trip everything would have already been finished.
Well it's time to pack my room to move over. Plenty of things to pack, some to keep while others to throw. Saw my old photoes and reminded me of all the best times in my life. I came to wonder what ever made me degrade to such a pitiful state now. Where was that ever-proud jonathan?
Somethings in my life i must discard as well, i shall not carry such excess baggage anymore.
Found Pics and Keepsakes from my previous relationships. My heart suddenly soften and those sweet memories came flooding back, it felt really good to be in love, but love brings pain as well. A question came to my mind, is it worth it? If given a choice to go back in time would i still want the same? Would changing certain past make any difference to the future?
I found a note she wrote to me and till now it still moves my heart. Given all these hurt and pain, i would gladly be with her if she ever write this note to me again.
But i know nothing will ever change and i should move on.
Love has lost it's meaning and honour has lost it's value. Such is the nature of this cruel human world. From now on, nothing matters more than material gain.
From now on i shall work hard, set my goals- unrealistic they may be, but i will reach there.
People always like to tell u what's possible and what's impossible, from now on i shall show what's possible and pave the way for others to follow.
The loser always say, "it's possible but difficult", but the winner will always say, "it's difficult but possible". The losers will see all the difficulties in view of the possibilities while the winner see only possiblities despite the difficulites...
I say, "it is difficult because i'm human, but it's possible because i'm a commando..."
When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.
Love can come in many forms, love from family, love from pets, love from friends or relationships. Having lost love from one doesn't mean you hav lost everything, there is so much more other love to gain from. It all matters that you just have to look and be strong.
There is only one person who could ever make you happy, and that person is you, yourself. Happiness is a choice, you can choose to continue to be sad, or be strong move on and look more into your own life.
Anyway, have fun in yr coming Diving adventure, i sure very envy u guys going :) have fun.
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Pink*StarDust |
10:23 AM