MISS YOU DARLZ!

“…….I give you my hand!

I give you my love more precious than money,

I give you myself before preaching or law;

Will you give me yourself? Will you come

travel with me?

Shall we stick by each other as long as we

live?”

I had someone so cute… who cared me a lot… loved me a lot… and I was happy with that cute buddy… But now, when I need her so desperately… I cannot find her nearby… She is gone… out of ma life…

I am writing this at midnight… not because I just had a dream about her… instead, thoughts about her are just taking life of my dreams and made me insomniac… It’s the moments we spend together… those moments are the real culprit, I think… who makes my life hard these days and nights… I simply miss her… missing her voice, a gentle touch of her and everything I had…

Yah! Whom I to blame those moments??? If I miss her now it’s simply because I was a kind of ‘sonovabitch’ those last days…or I really don’t deserve a place in her life… or I was too odd to stay close to her…. O’ Lord let her be happy wherever she is… I miss you darlz!

DREAM, DREAM, DREAM!!!

Some people eat, sleep and drink their dreams while some loose track en route. Isn't your dream a part of you until you realize it? or is it a momentary infatuation?.Dreams that fade away into the background, eroding in the test of time, those are never dreams. They are illusions, ones that appear in your dreams and leave no trace in the warmth of early morning sun. As Dr. Abdul Kalam rightly said dreams are not the ones you see in your sleep but, the ones that not allows you to sleep.

MSW was never ma dream, but I was sucked into the tornado of so called flow of life and there I was, confused, anxious, puffing and throwing tantrums. In a month I realized, I had no other way other than to accept that I was actually there, in midst of problems faced by our society. Once, I understood that there was no way out I slowly agreed to be a part of it. I was inheriting someone else's dreams. At a point of time I started accepting social work as part of my dream. It was the new exposure to the life on the other side of our society that triggered a passion in me for social work and I decided to give it the best shot. 

I fail to understand the other side of the rule, If X was your dream and if it’s so close to you how can you just give up. Wasn't it the only thing you ever wanted in your life? If that's so why can’t you put in a 110%. Sometimes what we call as our dream may not be the right dream for us, one may stumble, take a few leap, get bruised but, that's it? You just give up? You sit there on the battle ground with your hands up in the air and say "THAT'S IT". You call that a FAILED ATTEMPT? I call it COWARDLINESS.

If you shout it out to the world that X is your dream, people around you will expect you to be an expert in your dream. Can't blame the people for thinking so because for a commoner, dreams are the ones we are good at, not something that you wanna try out if you can fit in or not. When you fail people see this as a lack of interest and then those dreams degrade to the status of "EX-DREAMS".

Here is another scenario, you have a dream and you are in the path of realizing your dream, one day you wake up and find a new dream holding its place against the old one. What then? You just let the old dream die? Or will you just let you first dream take a higher priority now this, i will leave it upon individual decision. What you want most in life, only you know, so prioritize based on the execution time and necessity.

"LIVE YOUR DREAM, NOT LET THE DREAM LEAVE YOU

Thanq Guysssssssssss!

Here is the time to put my writing genes to some good use. There are multiple things that i want to talk about, laced with descriptive view and as i sit here, typing away half baked ideas i wonder....what exactly i wanted to write about? About Life? Well, NO people learn through their experiences and there is no way a 23 year old can impart worldly wisdom. Okay let me whine few things about my latest birthday…

First and foremost thank you all for the kind wishes on my birthday…let me take this post to talk about few names who stood for me all these 8401 days… my parents, my brother and relatives, without whom, I would not have been able to reach this critical point in my life. Their numerous sacrifices, stern guidance, endless patience, and unequivocal support have allowed me to overcome the multitude of the educational and life challenges that crossed my path. In addition, I would also like to thank my dearest friends for being there for me during the most difficult and challenging times of my life.

Last, but certainly not least, I would like to thank the Almighty God the most benevolent and most merciful, for making my dream come true.

Special Thanks to my chweeeet Ammoos Who gave me a magnificent gift, I ever had!

Let me commit to memory a few names of the wishers!

My Family Unit

Deena Joseph
Ishitha E.K.

Varun paul

Thomson Varghese

Edison Varghese

Linoj Thomas

Jesmi Joseph

Shanavas TA

Rajesh P.R.

Shijo Devassy

Antony Jinoy Kayyalakam

George

Reshma

Geetha K.G.

Dijo Babu

Anumol Thomas

Toney Joy

Sudhi Thankappan

Mrs. Seena Abraham

Sanu Balan

Anas Marayam

Naveen

Vino George

Reubin Daniel

Jimlet George

Remya

Riya

Louis Thomas

Arun Narayanan

Tresa Mary Varghese

Domu....

John Paul Augustine

Vinu Prasad Ravindran

Sivaja Nair

Kannan

Anil

Aswathy Ramachandran

Albin Joseph

Anju

Jomon

Sonu Suvid

Amal Eappen

Midhun M.K.

Anna J. Pynadath

Ramanadhan

Blessy Ann John

Sebin Devassy

Anoop Joseph

Sudish Jose

Kailasnath S.

Ajeesh Kashamkulam

Prashanth Tomy

Bony fas Victor

Madhu Sankar

Fr. Regi Augustine

Fr. Francis Menachery

Fr. James Varghese

Antony M.O.

Jojo Thomas

Aju Varghese