If I had a wish I would wish for worries to vanish. I would wish for everyone to be happy.

For tears to disappear,
for pain to lessen,
for grief to fade away.

If I had a wish I would wish for my dreams to come true. It wouldn’t be selfish, I don’t have that many. Only this and that. No big deal. Just that they don’t work out. And if I had a wish I would make them. Work out, I mean.

Kavita with the post Happiness is a Choice not Circumtance was the winner of February edition of The Colors Magazine contest series Show Your Best where bloggers present their best posts from the previous month. It is a great chance to show your writing to a wide range of people, share your opinions and perspectives and get new readers. As per contest’s rules today we are going to make a review of Kavita’s blog Wylde.

It’s amazing how in our life we rely on people. Even in smallest of our decisions we need their appreciation and support. We want them to stick to us, help us figure out where we went wrong and how to get back to the right path. We need them to tell us what the right path is. And it is not because we trust them too much (well, the truth to be told, we do) but because we trust ourselves too little.

They say time heals all.

Does it heal the bruises of hasty decisions?
The ones that haunt you through day and night reminding you of things done and words said.

Does it heal the loss of unforgettable love?
The one which filled your life with sense and broke your heart short after.

Does it heal the confusion of tough choices?
When you know that either ways you hurt someone and they will never forgive you.

It is raining here. I love rains, but they make me think. So I am sitting here. Wondering. Thinking. About what has been. About what will be. Not about what is. I can’t change the past. I can’t control the future. Not now. I can change the present. Today. Or Tomorrow. Or even the day after. I am not sure I want to. I am rather sure I don’t want it. Maybe I should.

It is raining here. You can get outside. Get yourself totally soaked and dance in the rain. You can be happy for a moment, for an hour, for a day. Then you get back to reality. Reality makes you think. Reality makes you choose. And for every choice there is a price. I don’t want to pay the price now. I am not ready.

21st century.
Globalization. Democratization. Humanization.
Overpopulation. Poverty. Disease. Terrorism.

Where do WE stand? What is our role? What do we want? Who are we and why are we here?
What can we do for the world or rather if the world needs us to do something?

Every single day you wake up; go to school, college, office. You do your home responsibilities, care for kids or parents, have fun with friends or just stay alone.
Every single day you are a small part of this machine with 6 billion elements.

As we grow up things change. Life was so much easier back then when scrapes from the bike ride were the worst pain, the worst fight you had was about who would have remote control. Life was so much easier when goodbyes meant “I’ll see you tomorrow” and when no one was afraid to say “I love you”.