The day I fell.

The day I fell, I wish I could yell,
I didn't know how to get up
I didn't know how to move
Everything went numb.
I got stuck.
Stuck Into what I call 'The zone' where you have to travel alone..
The more I stayed there, the more I sunk,

I sunk into memories,
memories of me,
Of what I was, what I wanted and what I had become.
It filled me with fear and resentment
It hurt,
it was lonely as hell,
oh I wish I could yell..
The more I stayed there,
the more I sunk.

I lost my smile;
I lost my dignity and  my worth ,
Everyday It took a part of me,
everyday I lost something new,
The 'me' I thought I was, was no longer there,
I searched for myself everywhere..
In places I most visited, in sites I most loved, in books I most read,
I was meant to be no where..
I stayed there longer, with no soul, unhealthy body and mind
To everything else, I had turned blind.

My ship sank.
So I learnt to swim,
found the shore.
Explored new lands, wishing everything was in my hands.
I felt hollow,
Many new truths I still couldn't swallow.

Until one day,
I don't know what changed. I asked myself;
How long was I going to be stuck here?
Forever? Hopeless and desolated?
Is this what I was?
Suddenly, I felt empowered.
I found myself filled with willpower.
I found my confidence,
I found my purpose,
I laughed, life - aren't you a circus?

I built a new ship, set the sails high.
It was time I bid the zone a goodbye.
On my last walk there,
I found my soul, resting near a river,
The river of hope.
My body as healthy as new, no wonder time flew.
Estacy filled my veins.
Indeed a medicine to all my pain.
I asked my soul, "where had she been?"
"I never left," she replied,
"I was waiting for you to find me,
besides hope I reside."

I was built anew.
With pieces of a new puzzle.
Oh they made my soul dance, waiting for the new 'me' to be given a chance.
The loss I felt earlier were the parts of me I longer needed.
I laughed on remembering, back then how I pleaded.
I looked for myself everywhere
I forgot to look within.
Funny how It's true,
Salvation lies within.
Salvation lies within.

Book review: The secret

Book : The Secret.

Author : Rhonda Byrne

What this book is about?

Who doesn't want to be successful?
you do, don't you?
Well if you dream big you need to act big.

THIS BOOK IS THE REAL DEAL FOR YOU.
This book gives you techniques to properly channelize your energy towards your goals.

It covers various aspects such as attracting money, relationships. health and the most important - you.

It basically revolves around the limitless power of our mind - The law of attraction.

How to use it for our personal gains.

What I liked about this book?

First of all its quite REAL, nothing from a different world.

The writing is precise and impacting. It was so impacting that I didn't wanna stop reading it.

The book is motivation in itself. This book also enumerates a lot of real life examples which makes it quite legit. The techniques it shares are easy to follow. It reminds us time and again about the endless power of our mind. 

Word by me :
This book is the MOTHER of all other motivating books.

Well, if you are an ambitious person or someone who is constantly low because of the ups and downs in life, you need to read this book. You'll learn to direct your energy towards the positive. I myself have followed these techniques as I am someone who feels lost time and again and needs a push every now and then. I would urge you to read it and most importantly USE it. If I can change my life, so can you.

What is it about writing..

I don't know what is it about writing that I keep coming back to it.
I first started writing, ofcourse writing 'seriously' if you would call it, around 3 years ago. I was depressed I had so many emotions running in my mind. I was a moderately expressive person back then.
Depression because I had started taking everything too seriously.
So depression first started the addiction.
Then It moved on to writing for magazines, or even writing my hosting scripts.
I wrote when I was heartbroken
I wrote when I was in love
I wrote for the person I loved
I wrote for my family.
And now I am back at square one. Starting again from the stratch,
With my addiction - writing.
I know it's going to be my let out.
What's yours?