Wednesday 21 October 2015



Things don't always have to make sense to be beautiful. If it works for you then it works for you, everyone cant and wont always make sense of it,don't make it less effective. 
We always feel pressured to be exactly what people want us to be, thinking people's expectation means perfection, but we sadly end up being dissatisfied at every turn either with our current regimented life or our initial intended life we didn't live

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Saturday 17 October 2015


We are all work in progress, things usually get ugly before they get beautiful. Identify your weakness, appreciate your sincerity, enjoy the process of building you.
 A building is as strong as its foundation, focus on it and see how strong you eventually will get when you are couple of floors up in the sky and realise how far you have come.
Never think you spending too much in self-development (foundation), besides who and what should you spend much time and resources on,if not YOU.
Life is like a building under construction,  the quality and time spent on completion solely dependents on you...THE BOSS.

Saturday 8 August 2015



The moment you think its closeby
The moment it feels right
The moment nothing else matters
You discover you,you've been wasting your time,you realise its just in your head, the illusion of happily ever after has been in play..
But you still hopeful and have faith that the ship of true love will sail back to you, being positive that its not late.

Tuesday 31 March 2015

experience of art


Pay attention to what matters


 For the sake of art


struggling with weaknesses


There are moments when much is little, little is enough and more isn't worth it.
The wind blows my face, i feel its soft touch on my skin, i took a deep breath and realize life is still beautiful, even if i have experienced so much ugliness. But what if i didn't say yes, if one word didn't put me on this ugly journey, one journey that affects everyone around me.
It feels like this journey is the same or narrower than the narrow road the bible talked about. I feel so alone even if doctors and my family say we in it together.
I sometimes feel like killing myself to save me from this endless journey of pain and lonliness to save me from this thorn. But if i do, what happens to this breeze that sweeps across my face, this breeze that reminds me of the beauty of the world this breeze that makes me i can finish this journey with smile on  my face.
I have to own this moment, i have to finish this journey, i have to turn this ugliness into pure beauty that comes with happiness and smiling.

Monday 9 March 2015

its deep in thought

sometimes we want that moment to ourselves, we want to share our thoughts but with no one, we want to sit down and break down every little feeling and thought. They call it "alone" i call it whatever, i need this time, i feel this space, i owe it, i remain what makes me happy,i discover it, i cherish it.....all this happened because i had a moment to myself.