Thoughts in moments of despair...

*I came across a song with beautiful lyrics the other day, and I thought to myself that after quite sometime here were some meaningful, intense lyrics with alot of depth to them. Enjoy the lyrics below.*

After separating me away from my dreams

I wonder where God is

I dont even know when I became a stranger to myself it seems

How do I live when wandering my soul is.

Why do my paths question, 'where's the destination?'

the paths of the heart are such that there is no destination

search for me i live sumwhere around lost

My heart is elsewhere

and life is elsewhere

My breaths are there then why am I not alive

my fate is scattered everywhere and flowing like sand

Out of my hands

how then can I write a new story,

when all I can see is just despair.

But the paths I chose were my own decision

then why am I still dissatisfied

It beats me that what mistake have I made

to experience such a life

the few lines on the forehead are what the world is about

They tell me, as I wipe away my tears,

they tell me that God's plan is not to be wiped

The paths of the heart are such that there is no destination

search for me I live sumwhere around lost

My heart is elsewhere

and life is elsewhere

My breaths are there then why am I not alive

Why should I be awake while someone else gets the chance to dream

Why is my God watching yet nothing seems to be happening

Then tell me, Why should I be awake while someone else gets the chance to dream

Tell me, Why should I be awake.....

Home is where the heart lies...

How wonderful this place is, where do I begin

A sense of peace deep down from within

An abode that is like no other

A destination filled with wonder

A smile spreads across the face

When you remember fond memories of this place

Some say the heart lies here

Indeed remembering it also makes you shed a tear

When we're away from it for too long

We realise its value more and know where we belong

And on quiet nights like this one tonight

Closing our eyes we bring it in sight

And imagine that we're sitting right there

amidst the warmth & love of family everywhere

and there's this sudden rush of protection that surrounds

with familiar voices and hustle bustle and sounds

How we miss home we all question time and time again

By staying so far from it, what do we attain

A difficult call, but there's no gain in dismay

And in the hope of a better future we continue this way

How wonderful home is, what do I say

A glimpse of it would make our day

Home is indeed an abode like no other,

And truly a destination filled with awe & wonder.

Some nice words...(I wish they were mine!)

Nothing like home!

I have recently been missing home alot, the good food, the atmosphere, and most of all the people. Then I came across some beautiful words on Kenya and I thought nothing better than to blog it, hence the post below ! :-)

Once upon a time God took the world's most beautiful holiday destinations

He took the greatest game on earth and put it to roam freely in 59 game parks

He took the world's most romantic beaches washed by an ocean that teams with

life

He took the mountains and the valleys, the lakes and the hills

and turned them into a sporting paradise

He took the world's most welcoming people and spread them across 42 different

cultures

then God rolled all these into ONE beautiful country, and called it

KENYA :-)

Kenya, experience a different SAFARI everyday! :)

And Life Goes On....

Nearing another birthday, I'm getting a lil freaked out that time's flying and I'm growing old. I remember a friend mentioning once, that when you hit 20, u know a third of your life is over! Sad ...but a fact. So reaching 23, I'm looking back at the 22nd year of my life and realising that time has really flown at concorde speed! Nevertheless I'm thankful to God, for blessing me with yet another peaceful year.

I'm just reflecting over the previous year and thinking of where I was and where I am now, and what difference this year has made to my life. My 22nd year has been eventful...from achieving a profession to developing new relationships. It has been a year filled with changes. From life as a student to life as a professional. A massive change indeed! It's true when people say that working life is different. It just makes you appreciate all the chances you had to snooze in lectures at uni. In contrast, snoozing even a lil bit now comes with its own consequences and responsibilities. Sometimes I wish I could go back to it, even with the exams ( I know I'm probably only saying that for now, in real sense I mean Uni life minus exams!)...But life goes on and dwelling in what has already passed doesn't help. Instead it's best to add it to my experiences' list and move on.

It's funny how some rules are just made to stay. Like life goes on. Like Time flies. Wouldn't it be cool if life could be paused where you like and lovely times could go slowly (you can tell from this sad thought that I'm really freaked out to turn another year older lol). Time is flying so I thought that I'd reflect over my 22nd year and make a list of all the things that I want to remember from it, and also things that I don't want to remember from it. So that's what I'm going to do now before I'm off to bed. It might just make me feel that time didn't really fly as I count the moments. Or if nothing else, I'm sure it will be something that brings a smile to my face a couple of years down the line when I'm in one of those reminiscing moods.

Oh yea and Time flies...it sure does! Life goes on...it sure does! It's just about finding the joy in pocketing those experiences and savouring those moments! God willing, my 23rd year of life turns out to be a year of learning, personal development and peace.

Happy living people! :) After all, the meaning of life is what you want it to be.

Life is about contrasts

Ever wondered how something means one thing, and it's equally its opposite meaning too?

Like a long break can still be short
A silly joke can still be witty

A happy occasion can still be sad
An annoying event can still be funny
A lost friend can still be as good as never lost
A tiring journey can still be fun

A reality can still be a dream
A freaky coincidence can still be nice
An unexpected comeback can still be expected
A forgotten figure can still be remembered
A dark room can still be lit as your eyes adjust

An old season can still be new

A decision to not intervene can still be an intervention
A silent conversation can still say alot
An audience who listens can still be oblivious to your real message

Isn't it wonderful how our grey matter does the thinking? The fact that we can contrast things allows us to carry out an analysis of extremes and then make the 'true' decision for ourselves. Therefore, there is one thing that has just one meaning : The Truth. You cannot lie about something and still be saying the truth. So if there is one person who can be honest with yourself its YOU. So long as YOU know what the truth is, based on this YOU can make the decision and justify yourself...and the world will listen.

Happy Honesty Day!*

And since life is about contrasts, this post is 4 days late and it can still be 361 days early!

*M. Hirsh Goldberg founded National Honesty Day in the early 1990′s and established April 30th as the day, in order to end the month “on a higher moral note” since we start the month with April Fool’s Day, a day of spoofs and lying.

All over a Cuppa Coffee...

Of the several things I like
From watching a movie to riding a bike
There's one thing that has always been fun
And that's a cuppa coffee with a friend even though there's not much done

I guess everything has its own time and mood
Sometimes its good music, sometimes good food
Or more happening outings like visiting a new place
Or equally, sipping on refreshing coffee whilst conversing with a familiar face

My coffee meet ups have always been interesting
They range from light hearted talk and reminiscing
To some serious, intense issues and life's mysteries
and even though the cuppa coffee's over, this isn't true for the stories

I'm sure I have upp'd the coffee houses' sales,
But in return I've acknowledged the beauty of telling tales
And by that I don't mean small talk or gossip
Although some of the latter is allowed, with every odd, alternative sip

I have gotten to know people by allowing them to speak
By letting them express themselves and talking about their week
And it slowly becomes a dialogue after I've done my listening
where we share opinions and the conversation continues rolling

And, without saying much, there has to be something funny to see
Funky music or talking over the vacuum's noise, or a couple spilling their coffee
Amidst the talks the uncontrollable laughter sweeps in
Making this another memory to blame on the coffee spin

So whether its sharing life's experiences and encounters
And relating to the lives of one another
And in the process getting myself to better understand 'Me'
It's all worth over a cuppa coffee...