Someone once said “Never take someone for granted, hold every person close to your heart because you might wake up one day and realize that you have lost true diamond while you were too busy collecting stones”.

Every once in a while we all are taken for granted. We might not notice and we might not care, especially when it is done by people close to us: family, friends. But when it happens on a regular basis it hurts badly.

Several years ago, I had a roommate who moved back to her home on the west coast. At the time, I was residing in the Mid-Atlantic. We had packed up her belongings in the weeks leading up to moving day, and, on the morning of the truck’s arrival, used a dolly and man-power to remove it all. A few hours later, when the truck was packed up, we promised to keep in touch, said our goodbyes, and that was that. I then went about tidying up the place to fill in the spaces where furniture had previously been.

“Have you ever thought why you love me?”
“No idea.”
“Have you ever thought why I love you?”
“No. Listen, love is never about why, when, where. You just love. It just happens.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”

Sounds totally romantic, very sweet and makes you smile, doesn’t it? What if I tell you that the couple whose private life we just have peeped into does not have it that simple? That they have same doubts as everyone else. That they have fights. That they make mistakes. That they are not perfect in their relationship. But they are happy. Because they do believe love just HAPPENS. No conditions applied.

I wish I could sing
A song of starlight illuminating my path.
I wish I could write
A story of a gentle breeze showing me the way.
I wish I could paint
A picture of melody playing on my mind.
I wish I could live a peaceful and a quiet life.

But I have no voice to create a sound of music.
And I have no gift to express my feelings with words.
And it is a difficult task to paint in bright colors
Even though I tried for so many times.

It’s written into the job description contract of parents - “Thou shalt worry yourself sick about your children”. The variables and nuances of this simple-looking statement together run into the thousands.

I took a quick straw poll amongst 50 of my friends, asking them to name their five major worries. I was amazed at how certain concerns appeared again and again - whereas some didn’t come up except in one or two lists. Here, then, is the sum total of what they told me:

Last time it was Barcelona, today we will go to Glasgow, the largest city in Scotland and third most populous in the United Kingdom.I don’t know about you but I was always fascinated with Scotland. I remember reading lots of crappy love stories set in Scotland. And while I was annoyed by the stories themselves I fell in love with the country.
So when it came to choosing another city for One City - 3 Facts I thought why not Glasgow? So here we are!

Passing by the library Annie noticed that the secretaire was open. She hesitated but then entered the room; her husband, Michael, didn’t like her being in there. He used to say it was his workshop, a place where he was the creator and anything that could distract him was not welcome there. Including her.

Throughout the years she had gotten into the habit of not going inside and couldn’t really remember the last time she had stepped over the threshold of the library. She noticed that not much had changed within the years. The same bookshelves, same furniture, even the atmosphere seemed the same. In fact only the laptop on the desk made one realize they hadn’t travelled back in time to the 19th century.

I don’t know if I disappoint anyone right now but today there won’t be any Monday Music Inspiration here. Today I am going to make some announcements which are related to all the readers in some way or the other.
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I have finally removed the “no follow” attribute to the commenters’ outgoing links. So right now The Colors Magazine can proudly be announced a DoFollow website. If you do not know what it means, then may be it is not such a big deal for you but …