Wingardium Leviosa!

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Someday


Someday I’ll dance for all the world to see
Someday I’ll dance, and they’ll know I am free!
My two-step will lead the way
I’ll count each breath, every minute, every second of every day
Someday

Someday I’ll stand at the edge of a cliff
Jumping up and down, I’ll use my vocalizer to scream – I am free!
There will be nobody; Just me, myself and I
 I’ll make a solemn vow, we three will never go our separate ways
Someday

Someday I’ll walk in the wild
Telling my natural mother – I am free!
I’ve done my very best on Earth, both with four legged and two
Now take me home to thee
Someday

Someday, I’ll know who I am
What I am worth
And who is worth me
Cause I’ll see it in His eyes
And He will see it in mine
Someday






~CBS~

Monday, April 25, 2011

Fading Away

Like the last drop of dew
Hanging by a prayer
From her faint heart she weeps
Weeps out her despair

She guards her love against her bosom
So no one can see
The darkness that clouds her world
Her vision an empty serenity

While you stripped away her nakedness

She begged you for life
What was not hers to give, yet was your's to take
You took it all without any guilt or strife

She now lies in shambles, worn and forlorn
Hopelessly waiting for dawn, come morn
Her prayers go unanswered, the silence seems long
To bring meaning back into her miserable existence
She rises from the darkness
Brushes off her bruises, to stand again strong

~CBS~


Tuesday, April 19, 2011

News that makes me angry

It is news like this which upsets me. If you can hit a ball the government will gift you a house, car, property, no to forget the crores you make through endorsement of XYZ products. Then along comes a fireman who saves your effing backside... AND THIS IS HOW WE THANK THEM!
Salute to the Indian men in uniform!

This is what the Karnataka deemed the perfect gift for our brave firefighters. Rs 100.

They should return the money back asking the government to shove it where the sun don't shine.

Blood boiling as I pen this. After the World Cup and IPL crap, just goes to show how people think in this country.

WAKE UP AND SMELL THE B***S*** PEOPLE!

Monday, April 18, 2011

Its not easy to be me...


I 'actually' started following Lent last year. First Lent. I decided to skip my afternoon meal and facebook. I cheated on facebook by going through my notifications on gmail. Ha ha. As for the meal, well I did miss it but I made up for it by eating double at about 4 pm (chai break after all).

This year I decided to push myself. No non-veg, no alcohol (I was looking for an excuse to give it up completely anyway), no facebook (yeah again), no chatting and no stupid spending.

Let us take my abstinence to the above-mentioned one by one.

No non-veg: I had egg. Had too. Needed calcium. Not an excuse but that is the only thing I allowed myself. BUT I cheated once. Mom made tongue curry and I smelt it every time I put my nose in the fridge. Then one day I cleaned the kitchen and saw the handi in there and was like - chuck it man. I need to TASTE!!! Felt like a kid who had gotten caught with her hand in the cookie jar when my nana came to see what I was up to. Hmmm...

No alcohol: Stuck to it like glue thankyouverymuch! I have decided one beer as a social thing. But that is it. No more hard liquor. I'm done.

No facebook: I gave in to temptation occasionally to see what people were doing. I tried. I succeeded partly. Next year I will be stronger. (I may close my account, maybe)

No chatting: Worked. Only chatted with Chelson. Have too. No compromise there.

No stupid spending: Worked that one well. Saved over three grand. *sigh* If only Lent came every alternate month.

What I stopped, made me start things I normally pushed off. Started praying more, playing the guitar more, blogging, calligraphy, practiced typing, reading, walking, spending more time learning new things... I dunno, I have done tons these 6-7 weeks. I know.

I'm not  proud of the promises I broke but during my reflections every day I realised that Lent is there to remind me that no matter how many times I fail and fall, Christ tells me to pick myself right back up and try again. Moreover, if I falter along the way again, stand right back up and walk with head held high.

I mean look at it this way. The Stations of the Cross take us through the pain and agony Christ suffered for our sins. He fell three times, maybe more, stumbled, was spat at, hurled stones at, abused, beaten, crown of thorns dug into his skull... I mean the movie 'Passion of Christ' just showed us how brutal we as people could be. However, through His divine spirit he was able to carry his mortal body on to Golgotha.

Even in His last hour, He chose to forgive.

I will never forget the words - Eli, Eli, lamma sabacthani? That is, "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?"

The beauty of Christ's undying love for us lie in those words, lie in the very cry that he makes to God to answer him. All of us cry out to God to save us from the pain that we are in, always questioning His ways, always asking - do we ever say Thank You for graces we do receive?

To conclude, I just want to reiterate to those who see my weakness as a waste of time for doing it. I tried. I may have failed in your eyes, but in Christ’s I have won the fight! J That is the beauty of being human. No matter how often we fall, He holds our hand and guides us towards the right path again.

Was reading a bit and found this so thought I would share them.

Seven sayings

The seven sayings form part of a Christian meditation that are often used during Lent, Holy Week and Good Friday. The traditional order of the sayings is:

Father forgive them, for they know not what they do (Luke 23:34).
Truly, I say to you, today you will be with me in paradise (Luke 23:43).
Woman, behold your son: behold your mother (John 19:26-27).
My God, My God, why have you forsaken me, (Matthew 27:46 and Mark 15:34).
I thirst (John 19:28).
It is finished (John 19:30).
Father, into your hands I commit my spirit (Luke 23:46).


May we never lose heart when faced with the contempt  of this world which ridicules our obedience to Your will

I sang and played the song Superman by Five for Fighting - A favourite of mine, which reminds me always that it truly is not easy to be ME!

God Bless.