Beautiful

I read somewhere that writing is the best way to follow through your aspirations.
So I will write how I am so thankful.

Thank you! I say it to a lot of people and experiences which I have gone through.
Life over the past few years have been memorable.

I say it a lot and I will say it again.
2014, you just started and its already November? How can that be, but thank you.
You do your job well. As they say, time and tide waits for no one right :)

Oh well, what can I say.

I like how I am beginning to sound poetic.

This will be my only restful day before it goes back to all the crazy days.
I am learning still and always will - worldly knowledge or human psyche. Its a beautiful experience.
I am not perfect yet not imperfect. I try, I give, I stretch, I learn, I cocoon, I give up.

I went to JM's concert last Monday while he was here, nursing a headache yet I set through - singing out loud, just moving to the beat. I lasted - must have been GT, JM's talk on love or just the atmosphere.

November has been beautiful. I looked forward to the first day, holding a promise to a fabulous day. The promise was not delivered but it was a beautiful day. I retreated to my sanctuary where it allowed me to heal.

 

That's how my November started. I healed myself and made a decision to let go. A decision that has been to much of a to and fro. A beautiful experience. One which I will never regret and I am so thankful for. Blessed. Thank You!

Things could only get better, I have been wishing and waiting for so long and when I least expect it, I see it - after a tumultuous taxi ride that takes forever where I sit wanting to puke from a jerky ride. I get down and proceed with a meeting that thankfully is quick and relatively bearable. I come out of it a little later, ending after work hours - and I decline a ride and quickly leave and stare out, telling myself to take in the sky after the heavy downpour and shriek at the sight of the beautiful rainbow. I tell myself I am going to busk in its glory once I get to the lobby. I am the girl who is flying. I get down to the lobby and am welcomed by not one but two rainbows. As I write, I still feel its beauty. Nature gifts the best. It made me feel light and to keep going.

Of course, being able to meet with people I love, who love me for who I am, having loved me for everything I have been - seeing MJP and GT made it a beautiful month.

I have started putting people I know together in an aim to perhaps busk in the beauty of seeing them fine a common ground and be happy. As such I have an agenda.

I watched Queen and it was a breathe of fresh air. I feel a lot for it and I decided I am going to live out there. No need to be inhibited.

I listened to Ennodu Nee Irundhal and I loved how its lines are so raw and with the memories that it bring, I have gone from melting to enjoying it. I enjoy it for the beautiful memories that it brings to me.  Ironically it was recommended by the one whom the memory is about, wherein the first time I heard it, I was not taken by it. Eventually it did, obviously.

JM, how is it possible for a man to so easily and kindly say it all. I feel him to be a beautiful soul - down to earth. How I wish I could dine with him and glean a point or two. May the world conspire. His songs. It starts with 3 things, which is from his latest album, on how he moves on. I take a leaf from it. It is rendered in a true JM manner - genuine and sincere. Amongst the many others which include Mr Curiosity - what amazing wordplay there, for me it is I won't give up that hits the spot.

There were some serious talks - which have allowed me to come to a state of letting go. It was said in a nonchalant manner as I see it but somehow I would have walked through it if I had sensed some positivity. Unfortunately not.

"I wont give up, on us, even if the skies get rough...I am still looking up". If only you knew.