Journal #17

Day 17. March 30th.

“I don’t like to gamble, but if there’s one thing I’m willing to bet on, it’s myself.” – Beyonce

A little better today than yesterday. Finally started the day with half an hour of meditation and then 20 minutes of Yoga. I need to add a jog to that as well. Let’s do that from the next time!

Skipped college today, and went to office. Was only able to complete only one of the three major tasks for the day, but also ended up doing a number of smaller tasks. That was the highlight of the day.

After that played a couple of games of ‘Draw It!’ on iOS. It’s a decent game, drawing the words that are mentioned while also competing with players at the same time.

Back home, went through some of the news articles (need to read them regularly to keep up with the stock market) and then read a few pages of Discipline equals freedom.

On the bright side, today was a more productive day than yesterday!

Journal #4

“If you believe it will work out, you’ll see opportunities. If you believe it won’t, you will see obstacles.” – Walter Dyer

February 23rd, Day 4. Today started a bit slow. I did wake up on time to go for a jog but still remained in bed. No jog, no freelectics (Need to stop this laziness). Then went to study, and scored only 50% on a test. Later got to know that I have at least 3 assignments and 3 tests next week!

At office things were slow. Why does it always get at least a day late on things that are supposed to happen? Is it because of the people or is it mismanagement? I need to fix it, so I have decided to work more closely on most of such issues and better administration/planning. At the end of the day, it is all on how you planned it.
Then while coming back home there was this guy who had literally parked his bike on the road, and was talking to another guy irrespective of the car horns; when will the people here understand these basic rule of not parking on the road…

So today was kind of slow. On the bright side, managed to finish a couple of tasks at office, so that’s good.

The faded light

Should I write the words that inspire,
Or should I write the truth;
But are those two different things?
It depends on your perspective.

Since you were born you have felt that light,
The slight ache in the back of your mind;
The moment you do something wrong,
Or the time you were not kind.

For no man is a holy one,
And nor are the women;
We both are equal in this life,
Both are good with a sword or a pen.

So both see this fading light,
That was once bright when born;
But as the life passed us by,
It has changed to its shriveled form.

Is it true then, throughout our life,
We face such disastrous calls;
Although there are the goods ones too,
We remember mostly the horrific falls.

Now do you question yourself,
Which I am sure you must;
For you and I, both are human,
As together we live in this world of ‘lol’

All I say is have the light,
Even if it isn’t a holy one;
For having a light and helping in kind,
Is much greater than a church hall.

I apologize if I have hurt,
Since I am not a religious soul;
All I want is a little happiness,
For everyone in this world of all.