To all of you reading this:
If you truly feel something - whether it's for someone, or for something, for a cause or for anything else - say it. If you're worried about the consequences, don't be. Please, don't be. If you're worried about how it'll work, whether you're in the right frame of mind or stage of life or even financial state for it, don't be. Please, don't be.
Otherwise, one day, all you'll have left is a dream and some emptiness.
Du'a:
That the risk assessment was good and that the returns on the investment never end...
Selfistan - a land, well webpage, where all you see and read is stuff that I want you to see and read. Inspired by my constant ramblings and thought processes and by Salman Rushdie's quote on Selfistan in "Shalimar the Clown", Ramblings From Selfistan looks at the deeper and the not-so-deep aspects of life as I see it. Welcome to my world...
2 comments:
Eliot has a notion (a governing theme in his poetry, his Perpetuum Mobile if you like) of the Buried Life, the Failure to Live. My life is full of night and shadows as are my verses interspersed with Keatsians blips of enormous fleeting beauties, as I said in one of my Ghazals:
Rat baqi hen or sayey hen
Kub rehey subh kei saverey sath
Eliot has a notion (a governing theme in his poetry, his Perpetuum Mobile if you like) of the Buried Life, the Failure to Live. My life is full of night and shadows interspersed with Keatsian blips of enourmous fleeting beauties, as I said in one my Ghazals:
Raat baqi hey or andherey sath
Kub rehey subh kei saverey sath
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