I wish I didn’t take life so seriously…I wish I didn’t take life so seriously…I wish I didn’t take life so seriously…
I wish I lived more…
I wish I gave more happiness to my family…
I wish I knew how precious life was… How fleeting… How special and at the same time fragile & insignificant …

I wish I didn’t give up on my dream so easy…
….One Day Your Life Will Flash Before Your Eyes, Make Sure It’s Worth Watching….
When we look back on our life…
In our last breaths…
We will all wonder…
Did my life mean anything

Did my life mean anything to this world…
Was I loved… Did I have an impact on anyone else’s life? Did I matter…

We won’t be worried about our bills
We won’t be worried about our hair
We certainly won’t care about our favorite TV show…
We won’t spare a second thought for others opinions and judgments…

DID. I. MATTER…

Before you reach that last breath
Today might be the time to make a change…

Make your life matter!
One Day it will all be over
There will be 2 dates either side of a dash…
Make sure that dash is not empty
Make Sure it is full of LIFE… full of LIVING

Oscar Wilde Once Said “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
…And he was right.
Don’t live like everyone else… Existing…
Be extraordinary.
LIVE every moment…With Passion & Wonder…
Don’t take anything or anyone for granted!

What is important to you
what dreams do you have…
GO GET THEM!
What are you waiting for?!
You only have ONE SHOT
if you miss the target at-least you will live with pride knowing you have no regrets!

Who do you love? Who has loved you!
Tell them… Tell Them Now. You never know when it will be your last chance…
Don’t take this magical thing called LIFE for granted….

Keep your head when everyone else is losing their
Trust yourself when everyone else doubts you
Take pride when the haters appear
Master your dreams when all others give up on theirs
Be the Captain when everyone else is content being the crew
Be the lion when all others are playing sheep
Be the leader when all others are following

Live Each day as if it may be your last on earth
It may be. 

LEAVE YOUR LEGACY 

Let her go............

We all hold onto that one person. The one that (we think) was perfect. She is the one that we still think about today – the one that crosses our minds in moments when we least expect it. We wonder if she still thinks about us. When we think about her, those feelings of “what if” and “why” resurface. Of course we still wonder if he still thinks about us – if she still remembers how good we had it. And even if we try to hide it, she is the one that we still picture in our fantasized future, flawless and unscathed.

She is the one that got away.

Now that she’s gone, we wonder how we could have let her go. Why did we let her go…what were we thinking? The “could’ves” and “should’ves” eat away at us and our thoughts begin to move in circles. Could we have fought harder? Should we have stayed together? Why didn’t we realize what we had when we still had it? As we go down this road, we start to wonder – should we reach out again? Maybe he was worth fighting for.

We romanticize her because we cared for her in a way that we hadn’t cared for someone before. We romanticize her because we are only remembering the good parts – the butterflies, late night chats and phone calls. We remember what we fell for and how our hearts felt. 

But we don’t like to remind ourselves of the reasons why things didn’t work out.

We try not to remember all of the things that could’ve been better, and all of the ways that we weren’t meant for each other. We brush these realizations aside because these are more painful. These don’t bring us back to that same warm and safe place. Instead we just focus on the good times. We forget about the way our connection slowly died. We forget about the way she closed herself off, little by little, then all at once. We forget about the ways we became distant, and the ways our lives began to split into our own separate paths

.

Whether we think about the good times, or we think about the broken times, nothing changes in the story.

Whether you let her go, or she let you go, she still got away. No matter how it ended, something changed or something was missing. Something happened. Maybe you truly felt like she was perfect for you. Maybe you still loved her long after it ended. But you have to remember the truth and the facts. There was something that got in the way – something that was stronger than the relationship. Something just wasn’t meant to be.

You see, she’s the one that got away for a reason. she was never here to stay.

No matter what, she was never going to be “the one.” If she was really meant to be in your life, she would be. As simple as that. she wouldn’t be the one that got away – she would be the one that stayed. she wouldn’t be the one in the past, she would be the one in the now. Whether she left you or you left her, whether the timing just was never right, or whether one of you fell for someone else, she still left. Or you still left. Whether she fought for you or whether she walked away, she still stopped fighting. Or maybe you stopped fighting. But either way, she still got away.

This doesn’t mean that you can’t still think about her, or that you can’t love the parts of her that changed you. This doesn’t mean that you need to forget about her – she became a part of who you are today. This doesn’t mean that she didn’t love or that you shouldn’t have been together. You don’t need to be torn up by regret.

But it does mean that you can release your sadness and relieve your regrets. In the moment, the situation was perfect for you. But now you are in a new moment. Now you are in a new stage. And she is no longer for you. she wasn’t the one for you.

You see the one for you is still out there.

Let yourself remember the one that got away, let yourself think about her. But understand that you don’t need to delve back into the past – you don’t need to try to do it all over again. she got away for a reason. You don’t need to pine for her or wait for her to come around again. she got away because she isn’t your forever girl.

Wait for the one that is.

Wait for the one that stays

May be the last rejection i faced...! | Open Letter

A Letter to You…

To you, my best friend, my first love… this is for you.

You were my soulmate. My partner in crime. When I was next to you I felt like I could conquer the world. I remember the good times. The late nights, the laughs. I remember deep talks, I remember tearful goodbyes… I remember it all.

Now every day I wish I could forget you. I wish that every single song that I listen didn’t have a piece of you in it. I can’t wait until the day when I can look at a piece of the past and not see you in it, hear a new song without wanting to make you learn it so we can sing it together, or find a beautiful view without wanting to show you it.

I hate that we didn’t last. I still don’t know why we didn’t.

You were amazing. You treated me so kind. You were so thoughtful. You made me feel like the most important girl in the world.

When did it all change?

When did you start to make me feel insignificant? Like I didn’t matter.
When did you stop laughing at my jokes?
When did you start seeing me as second place, second rate?
When did you decide to start keeping things from me?
When did you decide to start saying one thing and doing another?
When did you decide to start lying and going against your word?
When did you stop seeing me as your best friend?

You make me feel small. You made a girl once so sure of who she was, so sure of who God made her to be, and made her shy away. Scared to trust, scared to love, scared to get hurt.

How dare you. How dare you make me feel like I need to blame myself.

So this is me saying sorry… but not to you.

To myself, I am so sorry,

Please keep dreaming even when you think you won’t make it.
Please keep fighting even when it seems you are outnumbered.
Please keep seeing the good in people even when no one else does.
Please keep trusting because trust goes a long way.
Please keep trying, because you never know what amazing thing is around the corner.

So, I am making the choice to move on. Not because I want to, part of me still sees good in you, but because It’s time I start caring for myself more than I care for you.

I deserve happiness.
I deserve to feel like I am valued and like I matter.
I deserve to know what it’s like to have someone love every part of me.

Goodbye best friend, first love… it was a hell of a ride.

I finally gave up on love... Now no more rejections.. i will fight to my loneliness ... I am sufficient for myself... but deep down inside my heart yearns for that feeling of being loved... but I realized that all those thoughts and quotes of loving an inner soul are fake.. All that matters in this world is your attractive appearance and nothing else... :( i finally quit on love.. as its not for an ugly duckling like me ....!

Like vs Love

So you got a crush and started to like someone, eh?. Well that's not necessarily the wort thing in the world. Liking people gets a bad rap because it's commonly connected to and confused with lust, which is notorious for bring bad news. It's noting more than a guilty by association type of deal. However, there is a significant difference between LIKE and LOVE -- one that features separate levels of feelings. This is somewhat of a text based contour map that identifies those highs, lows, peaks and valleys

      People generally enjoy the early stages and initial feelings of liking someone. The desire to talk and to spend time together. The learning all those details about each other. You've got butterflies in your stomach and mind. Or is that gas filled??? uh-oh, it might be gas!! :p And if it is , you'd better release it around your crush. That's the difference between like and love. LIKE means holding in farts until your stomach aches to preserve your most appealing image. LOVE on the other side will remain unwavering, despite someone letting 'em rip :p . This is romance translated through flatulence - not the most eloquent description.


While that analogy may sound ridiculous, that doesn't make it invalid. Having crushes and liking someone can be altered by a mere pet peeve or silly turnoff whereas love is durable, There are plenty of stories of people going out with someone multiple times but eventually discovering some trivial  thing, physically or personality-wise that they aren't fan of . So date number two, three or however many will be the last because of something insignificant.


           That's why some people (myself included) hate dating. A lot of the time it feels too much like an audition. Lots of politically correct statements, safe answers, hiding of weakness or flaws - it's like work.Unless you're an outspoken person, in which case you have no shame being frank about things. For those of us with a filter and some insecure tendencies, liking and being liked is too hard labor. We carry around a lumpy sack of giant turnoffs, like a self-conscious Santa clause. Throughout the like stage we do our best to discreetly hide that bag in its entirety, removing flaws from it over time, only when we're comfortable


Then there's love, which is much deeper, much different. it's a thing of beauty. The way love is relaxed, yet still full of passion, similar to those emotions felt when you first met that person. It's no longer about gaining the upper hand. There's no not calling her because she hasn't texted you or flirting with someone to gather more attention. Love will eliminate he imbalance and different degree of feelings seen during LIKE. You can't kind of love a person and they can't sort of love you. You just love each other wholeheartedly, which is so much easier. Everything can be removed from the bag of blemishes, all the gas can be passed and nothing changes. Now that's a thing of beauty. It may not smell so good, but it's certainly a beautiful thing to see

     Someone once asked me, what's the worst part of being in love?????

No matter what anyone says to you - real love is a struggle. It is a steep hill, and you have to reach all the way to the top. It is a forest, and you have to reach the center of it. It is a maze, and you have to find the fucking exit :/. It's not a fairy tale. It's not anywhere close to it.

    

          You have to see scars and accept them.

You have to see flaws and accept them.

You have to see imperfections and accept them.

You have to see the person you love doing terrible things, and still love them for who they are.

You have to resist the urge to change them.

You will have their weakest spots in your hands,and 

You have to resist the urge to scratch it when the wind blows too hard in your face.

Love is not is loving. Love is in trying to stay in love no matter what. Love is in trying not to fall out . Love is hard, but its worth the efforts.Love is not as  beautiful as it is made to sound, but it is still the best thing that can happen to any of us.

   

Nights like this

I walk around all the day with a smile on my face. I tell my friends that i am much more happier than ever and have many deep belly laughs, Many distractions throughout keep my mind busy, I enjoy life as anyone should because life is amazing..!!! It isn't until i make myself a  cup or tea and crawl into bed that it hits me.

       

                As i start preparing myself for sleep, I remember all the how the days with you were and specially those late night 2 A.M chats and how i loved you despite of your flaws and how you left me in pieces. I thought i was over you. I thought i already moved on and i told myself that i lave already accepted the fact that you and i will never be the together. I told myself that i am now okay and i am feeling better.

But nights like this when i open my Facebook account and see our name in the online list, makes me want to  message you and tell you how much i miss you. I go back to my old self who is hopelessly in love with a girl whom i can never marry. I go back to the old me who's excited in even the slightest attention that you give. I instantly become the guy who's willing to do everything just to make you happy, just to make sure that you will never feel alone, like what i felt.

                I ask myself what did i do wrong  and what is missing from me, why do you have to leave me. Was there anything wrong in my behavior with you? , I feel stupid and i constantly seek answers to these questions only to sleep every night asking the same things. Every time when i think of you and scroll down my fb news feed i will find some post that perfectly describes you or what i feel about you, makes me relive all the pain that you have caused me and all the happiness you brought me. It's a collection of bittersweet memories, a montage of moments that will either make me smile or cry. When i try to give my time and love to  another, reminds me that there is only one you in this universe. There is only one you that could make me feel this way. I hate nights because I know that I am not okay.

It takes me a long time to fall asleep. Just the clockwork, as soon as the light switches off, my mind goes into overdrive: Unfinished tasks for work. That stupid thing i wish i hadn't said to my mom. All the writing that there has to be done and no idea to fill the page. Now, I know that it isn't uncommon for someone to overthink before they drift into sleep. We all have our worries and fears. Being a person is not that easy and that is a fact ingrained in our humanness. But even knowing this unity of the human condition doesn't make 4 A.M feel any less lonely, or make the sky look less endless

                  So instead, I turn to thoughts of you. Maybe it's the stubbornness of  love, maybe it's just plain pathetic. I am not completely sure. All i know even after all this time, I still seem to land on you last and remember all the time that have passed and all about what could have been. I'll drift back to times where people thought we were dating, and this made me a little happy, but mostly sad because I knew it would never happen... :( , but with our millions of miles apart. Mine had open arms. yours was walking out the door. I'll think of your kind eyes, your calloused hands. Our fights. Our last kiss :p (hope you remember that night). I'll fall asleep to these memories of you, moments that are far buried in the past, and i always wake up feeling more tired than before.

It doesn't take long and tears I swore didn't exist finally surface. My stomach aches with regret and curiosity as i think about you. I stare at my blank phone fantasizing your name will pop up with a text or a phone call. I play over every inch of our relationship to see if it could have been different, as if there was one significant turning point that changed everything. I have never felt so broken before, by someone i thought that would never brake me. It's been months since you backed out of that driveway and never looked back. I don't understand why am i still looking back?? . I am embarrassed to say that I am , so to many friends I pretend that I am looking so far ahead and it's unbelievable. I wake up to a new day tell myself it's not going to happen again. Put a smile on my face walk out the door and act like i am not a complete mess

     YOU ARE THE IRREFUTABLE BOOK; 

ONCE SOMEONE PICKS YOU UP TO READ;

THEY NEITHER CANT PUT IT DOWN, NOR CAN FINISH READING IT.

         


         

An open letter to the Girl whom I Thought I'd be BFF

To My Former Best Friend,

Hello...!!,It's me (no,not Adele,unfortunately), your former best friend . How has life been treating you? I hope you're en route to landing your goals. I hope you have lots of new friends that don't cause you, the drama we had. And I hope that you,Personally, are doing well.

         It's been awhile since we've last spoken, I know. And I wish our friendship hadn't ended on such a sour note. It's always awkward when my mom asks about you or asks why I never hangout with you anymore. It's always awkward when people who knew we were friends ask me about you and, well, I have to tell them, "oh,we're not friends anymore".

Alright,so this isn't a letter asking for us to become friends again, but more of a THANK YOU SO MUCH for being a PART OF MY LIFE : laughing with me over silly jokes, for all the nights you were there for me when no one else stayed. Thank you for taking serious, silly and a few snaps with me. I know things didn't work out for us. WE had to break up and throw in the friendship towel. we were both upset and it was just better that we called it quits. Just know that i still care about you, but I am respecting your decision to give each other space.

              we're not the silly friends we once were; Sometimes I wish you were still a text away, but I am  trying to be independent without always being attached to you at the hip. I miss our life talks, and our miscellaneous bloopers. Secretly I hope that one day our paths will cross again and , well, maybe things could work out. But regardless of whether that happens or not, I hope you find a new best friend (or may be you already had one) with whom you'll have all the laughs and all the good times you had with me, minus all the drama. I hope she's your true sister from another mister, most importantly , your true best friend forever

You were the best part of my past. I will look back on our friendship and hope my kids have a friend like I had in you. Our memories used to sting, but now i enjoy going through your countless pictures. You are such a sweetheart and I wish you the best. We both both have gone down seperate paths, but we're positively thriving, I cant even refer to you as an ex-best friend because that's far from truth. we are simply best friends who drifted. I'll consider you a friend forever though. So no matter the time that passes, if you ever need anything just know I'll always be there for you


          THANK YOU for all the memories, for telling me the dress didn't make me look fat when it totally did, and for being my best girl for part of my LIFE. I hope all is well. Stay as beautiful and hardworking as you've been always.


Love always,

Sincerely,
Your Ex(Best Friend, Biggest Betch XOXO)