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On Pursuing My Dream

When you are following your dream, when you are hell bent on achieving it, you won’t let anything come your way.

It doesn’t matter if you need to do it part time or if you need to fill every moment of your spare time pursuing it.
It doesn’t matter if you need to finish your work in the train or if you have to wake up early or stay up late to meet a deadline.

You’ll do it cause you can’t imagine doing anything else, wouldn’t want to do anything else, no matter how much you need to push yourself.

But then you hit road blocks.
Ones which make you question your dream,
Ones which make you question whether you are as good at something as you think you are.

They hit you in the face, hit you like a sucker punch which you never think you will recover from.
And then you wonder,
What is the point of this struggle,
What is the point of pushing so much,
What is the point of pursuing this dream?

The seed of self doubt is forever growing, forever looking to expand its roots.
It promises to consume you, never to let you free again.

But it is in this state of utter despair that I make myself think of this quote,

For who can ask more of a man,
Than giving all within his span,
Giving all it seems to me,
Is not to fall from victory.

I don’t know if I will ever succeed in pursuing my dream,
I don’t know if this is the right path or wrong.
But what I do know is that I am here to fight,
Here to fight my moments of despair,
To forever strive to convert them to moments of glory.

Moment of glory as beautiful & inspiring as a new day

My moment of glory, will be as beautiful as the rising of the sun at the start of a new day.


The letter which was never given.

The heart wishes for a million things, some attainable, some not quite so..

These desires can be locked inside forever which is why it is necessary to look inside and see if they can actually be fulfilled. And for that to happen you really need to know what is it that you really, actually want.

In my life I’ve been blessed with plenty of people to call my own. People who know me, understand me, love me. However knowing myself, I know I am the sort of person who would want to be close to another human being.
By closeness I mean someone who I could call or meet whenever I’m free, someone who would tell me everything that’s on their mind, every little detail, every little thought.There would be absolutely no need for any kind of pretense, no need to hide any feeling or question what they need to say.

I wish to have a best friend as a guy, someone who would know my story, all my stories and I would know his.
Someone who would hold me close, dance with me, sing for me and with me,
Someone who is good on the inside, cause that’s the only thing that matters.

That guy would be level headed, to balance my sometimes irrationally emotional side,
Someone who will know I need him even when I say I don’t,
Someone who will convince me to believe in him.

Who’ll make me think,
Who’ll make me laugh,
Who’ll know to take me to the beach cause I love the clash of the waves,
Who thinks I am the world, Cause I sure as hell would lay the world at his feet.

Hold me love, hold me,
Cause when you do,
The whole world ceases to be..

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