When passions becomes a prison, you can't break free - is how i live.i am a mixed bag but agreements are not reached yet but at present i am a little stubborn minded enclosed to my own world. i see my own morals. wake up!!! others may be right says one part of me but hey its a different point of view says the other and the latter always win (i let the latter win all the time). recently i am selling myself on my hopes and dreams. i am tripping over my own feet. trying to dance my own steps.
I think of a while ago (five years back actually), i was playful and dreaming. taking the days as it came by. i was doing nothing but just dreaming passionately ( i partly blame kalam for that). everyone would have undergone the same at some point in time i guess. but i dragged it a little long. as things change i did too. i amended a few things (there i learnt and grew simultaneously). i have no change in pace and taste but there is a change in the way to do things (help from a lot of people whom i should thank for the same). so this time ill get things done right.
I feel that if i did not give a fuck before to what people said i would not have anything to prove now. but i am happy that i did give a fuck to what people said so i have a challenge ahead of me. and also to save people not to lose their faces by supporting me.
I am not black or white ... i am anything in grey. but i am not going to be just another face in the crowd. i dream now and will always. will strive hard and work passionately to make them true. tommorow will be harder than today so there is no place for mistakes. "Life is a loaded gun if the damage is done, u got nowhere to run". so always stand still [don't bend], always keep your cool [don't break], always go forward [don't ever back down].
If you don't go after what you want, you'll never have it... If you don't ask, the answer is always no. If you don't step forward, you're always in the same place.
My Last Dream: wanting to become history when living. may be it sounds lame but hey anything can, everything can happen. after all our life is in our hands we can mould it into anything we want.
so this is the story of me ... its not perfect, its a mystery, its a blessing, its a curse, may be it will be great histroy or even worse...
keep dreaming, chase them hard and learn to make them true... the rebel
