Off I Go

I will be off for almost 45 days, and there is no one who will operate my blog.

So, all of my community and others who read my blog I am sorry and have safe days ahead.

Thank you

So before I leave, it is my last post

You never think the last time’s going to be the last time – you think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don’t.

That’s why the term last but not least is used so often. We think we are finished here but every end is a new beginning.

Believe in freedom, if you think you can do it there is no one who can stop you. Free yourself, make yourself as light as you can and fly towards the sky where no one has ever been before.


Wounds Operation

Not all wounds are superficial. Most wounds run deeper than we can imagine. You can’t see them with the naked eye. And then, there are the wounds that take us by surprise.

May be it is not true that time heal all the wounds. Time can’t help if we can’t stop scratching the wound, it won’t heal if we don’t use bandage. Scratching will only do one thing, it will help the infection to become from benign to metastasize.

The trick with any kind of wound or disease, is to dig down and find the real source of the injury. And once you’ve found it… try like hell to heal that sucker.

Like done on the operation table, we have to use scissors, clamps, forceps. We have to be fully prepared to hunt down our wounds and operating them and then stitching them down so that hurt won’t ooze out.


After all this Time

No one ever held Time in his hand

Even having a pocket watch won’t stop the time.Time never stops or slows down

Or may be it can be stopped or slow down.But how? Which way? What to do?

Or may be it can’t, may be we really can’t tick the clock backwards

Or may be after all these years, it is only about making peace with yourself, with surroundings and still not giving up.

And it all comes down to this choice:

Get busy living or get busy dying.




People work as our Gum stick, or small gifts to fill gaps in us

Holding back, building walls, making boundaries never did any good

Cracks, Holes, gaps, wounds will always appear

Standing alone and waiting for someone won’t help it

Come, join hands, open your arms if you want a hug

We are not made of stones. Distortions will appear.

If you want to be loved, don’t wall yourself off with your arms folded across your chest. Open your hands and your heart, and let people in.