Tuesday, 9 December 2008

There's a language which only eyes speak...






If I die tomorrow, I know I would die without any regrets
Without any pain, without any misgivings, without any threats

I had a beautiful life...Life cannot offer you everything you ask for
But it can and does offer you moments, moments which can be magical if you will only open your eyes...
If you will let go of your disappointments, and see everything that's new and waiting to be tried...
The grass on the lawn, the places which never sleep, the smiles around you, the seldom looked-at-star- studded skies...

There is a sense of fortitude in living your life your way
In doing everything you always wanted to do
Talking when you want to talk, and cherishing silence when silence is grace
Walking when you want to walk, standing still when you just want to take in all the charisma of the place...
No questions, no answers, no why's, no might-have-been's
No if-only's, no wishing you were somewhere else, doing something else, with the sun going down in your face...

I am happy just to be lying here in my bed...half sleepy, half dreamy...at mid-day...
Whatever life will bring to me, I will accept it and make something out of it which I will like...
Life is not always good, life is not always rewarding, which is why you can give yourself your own rewards...
Which for me would be running to the coffee shop to get my favourite cookies...
Or flying to Benelux for a heavenly retreat, or buying myself the much awaited super-bike...
I always say, I am not rich, just lucky to be able to afford the things which I value and prize...
Am not a spendthrift, nor am a I thrifty...just a little impulsive and heart-over-head...but also worldly-wise...

I love my life, and wouldnt exchange it with anyone for anything
The biggest reason why I can find my happiness in almost anything and everything around me...
Is because I have already had the best that life could offer me...
And now I see everything I see with a cloud of that happiness in front of my eyes and the taste of it in the blood running in my veins...
It is now an inseparable part of me...an insuperable part of me...
That's what makes me the free-willy that I am, who doesnt care of its summer or winter, spring or autumn, if it thunders or rains...

I still wait for you...because that is what every part of my being is telling me to do...
But I dont put every day in the shredder for that...
It is my way of life...my way of living in this world...my way of extracting the most out of the least, my way of resolving things, of shunning fools...
I dont think that I have lost you for a single minute...
Cause how can I lose something which I never had !

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