Dedicated to everyone who wonders if I'm writing about them. I do.

Sunday, 20 December 2015

#41


I know that I am not a keen and enthusiastic writer. My urge to write basically and most of the time depends on my mental and emotional state. I found that the more emotional, stressed or sad I get, the more I feel like writing. I feel like I need to in some ways write my thoughts out even if it is not done here, I will find other possible ways to express them out. I'll scribble them down in a piece of paper or I write them in my phone. Sometimes, it feels like if I didn't write my insecurities and problems down I might explode. The main reason for this is probably because I am a very confusing person, on some days I can't understand myself.  I don't know what I actually feel. Am I sad or am I angry? Writing actually helps, a lot because once I read what I had basically wrote then I get sure of what my feelings. There's no doubt anymore. So, I always welcome the freedom to express myself.

We humans in some ways are always vulnerable and there are so many things in life that break us. Negativity is sneaky. Anyone struggling with the same issue, I would like to encourage you guys to just sit back, take a piece of paper and a pen, write your stories. Even if no one is going to read them, you are at ease because at least your intentions are pure. At least you are being honest with yourself.

One thing that always makes me emotional and sad is my papa. I don't know why.

Thursday, 12 November 2015

#40

One of the profound qualities in people that I truly respect and adore is sincerity. Living in this society, it is undeniable that to find people who are truly genuine in what they are doing might be the hardest task ever. Probably because we humans are always in pursuing of something, we always have things in mind, and we are always hunting to satisfy our greed. We help people to expect something in return, we do something hoping that one day the other party will  recognize us and give rewards for our efforts. We don't commit to an act profoundly but merely as an act to disguise.

Well honestly I am not sure whether I have been sincere through out my life or not.  Maybe, not. There is no exact definition of it, and there is no specific bench mark to measure human's sincerity but I'm trying my very best to do a thing wholeheartedly be it in studies or life in general. I had always wanted to be remembered as someone who was sincere, even if I made mistakes. They are all made in sincerity.

At the end of the day, we'll be at peace because at least our intentions are pure.

Probably the best selfie of me in 21 years of my life. Or is it still not good enough to you? Hahahaha