It feels weird at times,
when u half-full or know wnothing about yourself,
not until You really have faced yourself,
not until then,
do you know.
anything,
anyone in that same light,

not even your own happiness..
I am extremely hapy today. Somebody has agreed to do something , which i had thought he will never do. I had thought i had failed myself and hence him. I don't know what redeemed. It was only his attitude. His unsinking faith. So simple. So strong. As if he was waiting, and I was the one , once again, doubting. Making it a bsis of my decision.

Truth is a deceptive word. You want to believe something. and what you want to believe can sometimes appear to you as the truth. not penultimate. But then you stop looking for it, beyond that. That truth. That which you cannot know , until You have experienced. That happiness, which you cannot feel, until You have strived for it. Died once . twice. and again. In the knowledge of that happiness.Of its coming. Of the dawn. That one. I hav e only seen a glimmer of it.( Of that courage. Of that beauty. Of grace of life beyond.....)

Tonight before going for a film. My dreams intertwined. Breathe together and shine and keep shining through the crevices in my deadwood. Of a life awakening. Chrysalis. I want to be beautiful.

I....her....him...