And thus I love this woman too.
And thus I love this woman too.
“I have faith in God!
I have faith in my guardian angel who brought me here and who stays here with me.”
I might have posted this before, but I am writing this again today. I read this somewhere, and I still have faith in this.
“I believe in my Guardian Angel, I do.” Just a reminder!!
I am literally tired right now, not only mentally but also physically. My mind and my body fail to work anymore. I do not even wish to move a little bit more, even a very little to get what I want. I am at a point where I will just let it go, if anything has to go. I am simply tired.
Some might say that may be if I do not lose hope right now, if I do not let things go, maybe there is a possibility that I might get it right around the corner. Well, may be yes and may be no. I don’t even want to know the answer.
I am not losing hope, hope is what keeps us alive, I just do not want to wait and be restless any longer.
I am happy right here, with what I have and how I am.
What’s wrong with being content?
As of now, with my being exhausted and weary, I am spoiling myself, pampering with all the tasty food and loads of sleep, with cups and cups of coffee and books, with zero thoughts and a big reasonless smile. (The last time I did that I gained 10kgs, let’s see what happens this time 😉 )
And that is how I am awfully drained and yet content.
What is living without hope?
It is, an artist without his art,
A painting without colours.
What is living without faith?
It is, a song without the tunes,
And dance without music.
What is life without belief?
It is a story without characters,
A story without words.
Oh, the robbed hope is back again,
The hope which I had always lived by,
The hope which my spirit held so dear,
It has come out of its hidings.
I don’t understand what happens, and how this happens, but as soon as the holiday season kicks in, I start losing myself to negativity and uncertainty. I start losing all the hope and faith inside of me, and give in to the terrible anxiety and fear. These times are really trying, and however much I try it is extremely difficult to come out of it easily.
As always my consolation comes from books, being the recluse that I am. But somehow, whatever I am getting hold of recently seems to be depressing, either there is someone who dies, or something that keeps the protagonist in constant misery, there is only pain and suffering in what I am reading too.
So, basically I need book suggestions that do not include any kind of heartache. Please, I am really clinging onto you guys now, I need to revive my faith and get back on the right track.
I want to start my new year with something that brings smile to my face, and not with something that leaves me dejected and wondering.
Anything, please…. (You must know I am desperate, if only to read something good.)
“If at first an idea is not absurd, there is no hope for it.”
There is no ‘Your God’ or ‘My God’
All godliness comes from the same source, just the manifestations are different.
It is these thoughts that sometimes bring so much of positivity within me, so much of strength and courage, a sense of being.
Om Namah Shivay;