Good, better, best – we always never let it rest. We always want the very best; It only counts if we succeed. Not how much we suffer or bleed. It only matters if we get it right; Not how much we try our might! It’s just like a success race Which is moving at a very quick pace It’s growing at a tremendous speed; Normal 0 false false false EN-US JA X-NONE /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:”Table Normal”; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-priority:99; mso-style-parent:””; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} Competition is…
Author: Karina Pandya
Hello!
When we are young we do not realise That some of us are not so wise. Whoever’s born will someday die, And no one can answer the question why. Death is the biggest fear of all. Each wants to avoid this diving call. So, use every moment as a cherishable one, Fill your life with a lot of fun, Make today a memorable day, Normal 0 false false false EN-US JA X-NONE /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:”Table Normal”; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-priority:99; mso-style-parent:””; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} Or else,…
My choices steered my fate, Reflections of who I am; Uncertainty everywhere. A prism of hope, Luck – Oh lady luck! Choosing, Hope!
Hey little voice in my head, I want to talk to you, yes you my dear friend! I’ve been hearing your constant chitter-chatter and wanted to tell you that I have my own voice! You are of course my source of inner strength, you help me to overcome obstacles and give me the power of positive thinking and even self-love. Without you, I wouldn’t have this much perseverance so I owe quite a lot to you, my friend. Nonetheless I have to say that despite all of this, most of the times you tell me that I’m not good enough.…
Trapped in confusion and trapped in insecurity – I slowly began to love myself. “Would they talk to me?” or “Did I even cross their mind? I felt so invisible, without their validity. Were these tears fragments of a distant past? One where I was beseeching for a place in a society that I hadn’t known? With courage, I braved this emotional suffering and pain. But, there was something missing – I didn’t love myself.” Feelings of inadequacy were always present and I couldn’t understand why. Yet, I couldn’t get myself to get them to like me; or even…
Beauty – a concept we learn from others… Oh how beauty runs skin deep! They say that being attractive is important; But is being eye-catchy the main thing? Or, maybe its just this two-faced society that shows that. Am I ‘fair’ or am I ‘dark’; Am I ‘skinny’ or am I ‘fat’? Can you really see beyond the size of my waist? Is that even part and parcel of how I taste? Is my stomach flat enough for you? Wait, what am I saying – there’s much more too! Where’s the love I have for myself? I’m not…
Day after day, it always began with the same thought Wondering if perhaps today, she should add in an extra squat. She constantly felt like a fugitive on the run, Running from calories, but also from someone, Just a little, not a lot; Trying to cut down her space; her only spot. Day after day the amount she loved herself became less Normal 0 false false false EN-US JA X-NONE /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:”Table Normal”; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-priority:99; mso-style-parent:””; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} Wondering whom she…
I awoke from my slumber, I awoke from my dream. Memories came rushing to my mind,Of a distant past that I once knew…. I lay there awake and;The flickering light bulb tried to brighten the room. I tried to fall asleep again, Shut out the memories shut out the fear; But, the blinking lights still went on; went on throughout the nightI lay there on my bed… until the morning light.
Dusk turned into dawn yet he decided to finish the piece “You’re a Caffeinated thinker, aren’t you?” Normal 0 false false false EN-US JA X-NONE /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:”Table Normal”; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-priority:99; mso-style-parent:””; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;} He slipped slowly, coffee was his hope.
‘I opened the door and quietly sneaked in.’ I opened the door and quietly sneaked in. The lock made a funny loud pop and the hinges; they creaked as I slowly opened the door. I feared by parents would be awake, but to my surprise everyone was asleep. The fear swept over me as I faced the challenge of opening the front door. I came home feeling guilty, awkward and tongue-tied all at the same time. My stomach felt like it had been twisted into a tight knot. The dark house made me nervous and I suddenly became alert of…