Friday, 19 January 2007

When questions are answers !

I do not have anything in addition. In words your friends would have already said much more about your options out. I am sure you have made many a halfhearted efforts. Only so cause, there was no belief. I feel the faint pulse, I hear your volcanic emotions, and I can hear your voice calling out, looking out, and reaching out. I do feel your free flowing words. I do feel the vacuum; I see your ray of hope. A few positive thoughts, need to talk and a need for a friend.

One wise man I know said, dream? But he stole that from a book you have already read. But I do know that you dream. When you say there is emptiness, you miss something. When you say that you miss "there love", you like to be loved in a particular way. When you say no one seem to notice, you like to be noticed. When you say you are an emotional mess, I realize that you do. Now the answer is ? do you need?? closest things that you associate yourself to are love and kindness.

How much of love and affection can put you to sleep in peace. How much more can make your dreams sweeter. How much more will make you smile, how much more will make others realize. You know better than I do. When you no longer care for many things, when you know you hate what you are turning into. Only you know why you do. Only you need love, to know yourself. Everyone out there is capable of love, but have you made a choice, have you made him know in between words.

Strength is not in what you do with force; it comes with finer virtues within you. It does not come with questions, with anger, with arrogance, nor thoughts. It comes with the ability to solve, weighing closer alternatives, breaking free from traps of your own and trying forever. When questions are answers, look up at the mirror, and you shall find what you seek. A bad brother, a worser mom and on the streets! Is that all that you have had? As someone said look down on people who do not have even that. Without a mom to associate to, a brother or even the streets. Count your blessings my little angel, and you shall feel better. How and why do you seek forgiveness when I see just a little of what happened? From beginning to end I will be with you, but you need to be for us to finish what we have started.

The wise man I told you about did not stop where I started. He said " Convert your dreams into thoughts & Thoughts into actions. With just a dream you shall be the same, helpless, pretending, desperate and a beautiful mess. With a thoughtful dream you can find balance, friends & troubles. When you believe enough your actions shall speak love. With repeated efforts you will spread love. And when you have done that, I am sure you would have found ?? Butterfly counts not months, but moments & has time enough.

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