Life has given me more than what I could have asked for. More than what I wanted.
But I cannot complain.
I cannot say it's better if the events that have taken place should never have happened. Because they have made me strong.
They have made me the person I am now. Strong. Smiling. Standing amidst the current.
Living despite the threats of death.
This is a personal blog. The posts were written and the photographs taken by me.
I want to be happy.
It’s that certain satisfaction that one finds when the mind and the heart let the wonders of nature get in that makes life worth living.
I love you, Chocolate. You understand me.
I want to see the beauty that lies in the simplest things.
Beauty amidst the broken and cut wires.
A lesson to learn: there’s always beauty if you look hard enough.
This is my grandmother’s ring, given by my grandfather. It’s a symbol of true love. Four children, and 9 grandchildren, stand to prove the gravity of this love.
One day, I will have my ring. I will have my love.
And when it comes, I know it’s going to be real and wonderful and beautiful and magical. I know it’s going to last.
“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
-Rabindranath Tagore
I miss these kinds of sunsets. The very ones that tell me there’s beauty in everything. I just have to look hard enough.
