It’s a kind of magic…

{For J}

So New Year is in a day and a half. Where you get to stare up at all the fireworks and have that kiss you have always dreamed about. When you make wishes and hope they come true. It’s a kind of magic. I talked to my crush and I told him that I see fireworks as man’s way of creating lightning he smiled and replied with almost. Then he sat there in thought and told me: “I think of it as man’s way of trying to invent magic.” I sat there flabbergasted at how such a small thought could make me think so much. Well if you think about it, everything about New Year’s Eve and New Year have a sense of magic to it. From the wishes you make to the fireworks to that kiss which makes you believe in magic. Where In actuality we experience magic every single day of our lives… thought is the magic of the mind. You create magic everywhere you go. I believe love is the biggest magic of all. It makes you believe in a happily ever after and that every day is the perfect day. in short love makes you believe in fairy tales. You might think but I’m too old for fairy tales and I’ve never experienced magic in my life. Well let me tell you this, no one is too old for a fairy tale and as Roald Dahl said: “Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” So for this New Year I’d like you to believe in magic again… it’s inside of you, you just have to believe. Whereas for me magic is part of my daily routine. Especially when I’m with you…so here is to a new year filled with hopes and dreams may all of it come true and may 2016 be your year! So with my ending words I leave this for you… I really wish I get that New Year’s kiss. Thank you for being my inspiration. You know whom you are.


The Boy I Used To Love

{i wrote this for some guy whom said it was not personal enough for him.}


So unexpectedly you showed up in my life, too perfect to be true

From that first day i knew that i loved you

You taught me so many new things

Thinking about it makes old memories sing

but time changes people

Our hearts that once fit grew out of beat

We use to be so perfect , now all we taste is defeat

So it’s time to move on, to let go of the past

Maybe in the future our paths will once cross

But for now this is my last goodbye

To the boy i used love.










where’s my epiphany?

I’m afraid I am stuck in a rut. It seems that all the days are getting so repetitive. Waking up, feeling the urge to do well nothing. Walking the same road, having the same conversations. I had the biggest epiphany once, I realised that I wanted to be an author, someone whom inspires people but now I have come to the realisation that I have lost my epiphany or well I am losing it. Question is if I have lost it how do I get it back? There are so many people my age out there in the world who have done so many miraculous things with their lives while I’m just sitting here and my biggest problem is whether I want Pepsi or cola…every day is one long feeling of dejafu. People say everyone’s life is set up for greatness which with hard work and effort is achievable but what is my greatness? Because at the moment it feels like my life is bleak and it will amount to only more bleakness. All I want to do is make a difference, make my mark on this world, find my true voice and change lives. Do all people feel like this? Or am I making a hyperbole of a really tiny feeling? Well that’s my story for today. Goal for the next few days/weeks/months/years reclaim an epiphany!


So today I’d like to talk about the concept of time. Time both has positive and negative effects on our lives whether you choose to believe it or not. As humans we tend to focus more on the negative aspects of time. The fact is as time continues on its constant pace you are aging becoming more mature or reaching the end of your marvellous adventure. It may sound horrid, I know but unfortunately we can’t bend time. You see these are simple truths but what bothers me is that we as humans tend to let time change our perspectives and views upon life. Remember when you were a child waking up, hearing mother about in the kitchen serving up some breakfast. You could barely keep the excitement hidden away. Wondering about what adventure awaits you today. People let us to believe that the life of a child is simple. While the life of an adult, on the other hand is so overwhelmingly complicated. Have you ever thought that maybe you are the one complicating things. Letting your child like enthusiasm and excitement evaporate with all the old memories which you feel is unimportant. Maybe just maybe if you were more like a child all the small things in your life would mean so much more. You would be at peace with the world, if I may say it like that. Life consists out of three stages namely: the child stage- in this stage time seems to last for eternities. The middle age stage- time here seems to move so fast that you can’t seem to catch your breath or live for the matter. The departing stage- here again time seems to slow its pace and drag on for infinity. In the end time is actually constant. It can not slow or fasten, its pace is eternal. It is up to you to make the most of each moment and live life as it was intended to. Full of passion and curiosity. Use all your opportunities grab every moment because now is all ready in the past…

A New perspective

In our modern society people tend to place us in boxes, categorize us, judge us sometime’s in ways we don’t understand. After time we get so use to seeking the acceptance of others rather than finding our own individuality. Our little box that we are thrown in becomes a comfort for some and to others it is a burden. We are so scared in trying something different being different that we dare not take any risks let alone new challenges or opportunities. Why do you want to live in that box? You were born different. Your DNA, your personality, your ideas, your visions and hopes they are all so incredibly different and perfect down to the last detail. Why change something so extraordinary to fit in? I know how you feel. Take it from someone who is still to this day struggling to see who she is under the masks she wears. Considering my self-esteem is so low how else would i cope? I am what you call a pessimist but today i am thinking about taking on a new perspective. Turning a leaf as one would say. The world might be a dark and scary place with no white rabbit to lead us down a little hole into wonderland but it is up to us to leave a little magic in this world. I dare you to stand out…Leave your mark on this world and show everyone that there is still hope left. I am taking on a new perspective…Will you?

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