Unfolding

Simple things are those things that never seem to tire to amaze us especially when we are so engrossed in the complexities of the world. We are so busy endeavouring into numbers, facts and science that everything has become too mechanized and too much of a machine that everything has turned out to be without magic because everything has become succumbed as parcels to the whole piece. Simple things are those events that make us feel like there are no such things as the machines, as liken to a butterfly flapping its wings right above our noses, casting shadows and silhouettes, playing with the sunbeam as it teases our eyes with its colour. Much time has been given to worries and work because we are left with no other option than to continue surviving at the expense of what we have so dearly and that is a taste for the emotions. Thinking is abused and continually usurped in this era of urbanization and the continuous boom of technology that man has forgotten what was it like to feel t...

We made the magic once when we came from the ashes of history creating an immortal name and a dangerous reputation that the others begin to be insecure at. We have reached the point of facing the giants straight in their eyes almost mocking their reputation humbly and subtly as we did. They never did hated us or be insecure at us if we were so irrelevant, insignificant, and unprofessional. But we feel the pressure, the agony of being their object of negative energy, but such is an evidence that shows how we are a significant threat to those giants. Stuck as a thorn in their belly, making them cry knowing that we can obliterate them at the moment when we continue to rise until we can choke them in their necks without being forceful but by just a humble effort of striving to be the best without being insecure at them. Being an enemy, being feared is a compliment knowing that the ones fearing us are the greatest none the least. Showing our utmost capacity that is potential enough to ann...

I long that the people around would not be bothered by two persons falling in love,  just two persons and no other. Society condemns and gives judgements wherein the love between two free beings are tainted with their mockery and abomination due to social expectation. Sometimes it is the society that brings down the freedom enjoyed by two individuals sharing the universe as if it were their own and own alone. We are now in a situation so critical because we cannot control the fact that the intimacy had gone so true that it is of no point in denying such glorious event. I have a reputation to keep, she too has a reputation to keep, but these reputations are just the outcome of society’s rules that chains us towards the fulfilment of such in clustered manner. Yes, I understand I am something and she too is, and the event of which is awkward in the eyes of society because they believe in a caste system, that I do not agree. For we had vowed to ourselves that we are professionals and...

Come quick, I have now a story to tell about a dead boy coming back to life. His heart didn’t take breath for a very long time, but now he has become like Lazarus awaking from the dead. Like Christ conquering death by resurrection. Alas! death has been mocked again, because someone defied the very nature of it.  The young boy’s heart was filled with blood again, rushing through its veins profusely as quick as how the wind blows as if God was merciful and drew breathe to a helpless corpse once again to give it movement. Precious is the soul when one feels that he is loved especially to this soul who has nothing so blessed to give than love, but also now is feeling the sanctity of being loved in return. Long has been the curse of being so generous in giving love abundantly without the recognition it needed and now it is so blessed that it had a taste of being loved. The moment when everything was so devastated she then came as an angel bringing a message from the heavens and th...