The Curse Of Truth: What Is Your Truth? 

Every story have got two sides to it, and it is not about which of it is true or false. Every coin have got two different sides to it, and this is not about choosing which side is the head or tail. Every day have got two parts to it, and this is not about the reality of the morning and evening, but in all, it is a question of what you believe.

Don’t get too confused over this because, believe me, life is very simple. And as crazy and unexperienced I may seem right now, the fact is every story has two sides to it, and they are your truth and the other truth. No lies involved.

Okay, let’s see.

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All I want for Christmas….. 

Today wasn’t any different from all other days as I sat in my room, looking through my window to see the faces of young children brightened with a smile and their laughter ringing to the high heavens,while I held my pen and paper in my hands, hoping for an inspiration to to write a plot that had been stuck in my head. 

I am not a big fan of any festive season or celebration because I prefer a more quite life, and I not one who longs to wake up to the abundance of wrapped boxes under my bed, but as everyone gathered downstairs, making a lot of melodious noise as they unwrapped their gifts, I found myself wishing for just one gift, all I want for Christmas is to complete my novel. 

It’s been a long time coming, and honestly, I would gladly trade anything to have this dream come true. 

I know you all had a great day and pleasurable experience, and sincerely, that makes me happy. 

Dreams and Folly. 

​I had a dream. 

I had a dream where I had it all, I had a dream where I conquered all. 

I had a dream where life and love were as bright as the daylight, 

I had a dream where my heart knew no pain. 

I had a dream where my words were the healing of nations, I had a dream to inspire and to uplift. 

But I once had a dream. 

People say, “Don’t dream too big, for it could spell doom to the heart when tomorrow’s fails to come.”

People say, “And if you must dream at all, always create a room for disappointment, this way, your heart will know no pain when the day becomes night.”

But seriously, what sort of life is that? To hope for the best, but expecting the worst to come. 

How can we choose to live with the fear that what we want will never come, and what we expect will never be? 

Then why hope at all? Then why expect in the first place?

It such a Folly to wish for something you have doubts of ever having. Why have hope for a thing when at the end of the day you become pessimistic about its reality? 

Such kind of living is depressing. 

So, do you have a dream, wait for it; though time be long, and the days seem far, the reality of our dreams will come through and true, if our hearts faints not. 

Rants! 

Stylish

I don’t really have much friends (to be blunt, I don’t even have any friend), and this is not because I feel like I don’t need them, but because I know I won’t be able to hold unto them for so long, maybe longer than they tolerating me.

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