I chose to be happy

Recently Ive been thinking about shifting from blogger.com due to some stupid reasons, may be because going from one blog site to another is like changing a place, an apartment, or even a country, kind of running from that place where u have a lot of memories (sometimes not so happy), and trying to hide from all that, and simply seeking a safe place to start a new life. 

There are moments, days, and even years in our lives, when we stop writing, talking or even thinking. When all we need is just a simple quiet, a silence for our hearts. All those smart and philosophical thoughts  from the past become useless, and so contradictory and right at that  moment we start growing up. This process is often very painful, and it can destroy everything we've been believing to, living with, and dreaming of....almost everything. And the question "Why?" is becoming a priority among all other questions. We keep asking this question to our friends, family members, colleagues, and sometimes even to unknown passersby. We  start resemble ourselves those  poor people we used to meet during our life, who couldn't find enough strength in themselves to get over the troubles.

And we promise ourselves that this period will not be too long, and that after some time we will be fine, but as for now the only thing we want is to be far from everything. We identify ourselves with people from our favorite movies, trying to find excuses for the Life for acting with us like that, we keep telling  " well, she had the same situation, but she survived, and so will I, so will I" . It's not a depression or a stress, or something that is related to our physical state, its just a way we choose to live ... to live when the meaning of life and existence are forcefully changed. Remembering ourselves in oldie times, propagandizing our friends to keep fighting for their love and life now seems quite weird ( still somewhere deep inside we still believe in Faith).

But still we know and promise to ourselves that this period will not take too much time, and we  will survive through  the sufferings and pain, and will have a unique reincarnation ...we will do someday, in future...but as for now... I'd better tell I'm staying...

Lovely Weekend

Some people think that love is just a few happy minutes, 
                                            Some people know that it can keep them happy all their life.

Some people think that love exists, 
                                            Some people know that it does.

Some people can die for love, 
                                           Some people simply kill  love.

Some people think that love cant be eternal, that it will die after some time, 
                                           Some people make it eternal.

Some people find just one  reason to quit, 
                                           Some people find just one reason to stay and make it possible.

Some people never believe in love, 
                                           Some people live by  Love.

Some people try to find love through all their life, 
                                           Some people can find through one short conversation.

Some people live to love 
                                          Some people love to live.

Some people play love 
                                          Some people (do) love.

Love is like God- no one ever seen it, but they can feel the presence inside & the things created as a result...

It's just a matter of views....it never means that love doesn't exist., its just that not all people can let their hearts open for it. 


For some people my lines are just funny, but for others these are the truth of their Life....


Lovely weekend for All...

The Power of Dreams

Long time ago, before I planned my visit to India, I saw a very interesting and beautiful dream, which I recognized later as a real dream. By that time I couldn't even imagine that it would become true after few months.

The dream was very colorful, full of  yellow and green colors and it was during very hot summer time. 

I was going out from the building where I lived, while going downstairs I suddenly saw a woman in Indian sari, she smiled  me and told to go with her to the corner of the building. I was a bit curious, but her smile made me trust and follow her. We entered the small room somewhere in the same building (  i was surprised, coz I'd never seen that small room before, even though i was living there since my childhood). The woman moved her hand telling me to come closer to her, and she took out some colors from her bag and told me to choose one of them. I chose the dark yellowish /orange color. Then she told me that she s going to draw on my back. I stopped for few seconds, but no one can imagine at that time what good energy was coming from that woman, and all my fears pass and i carefully sat on the chair. She started drawing on my back and when she completed, I looked at the mirror and saw a huge orange Sun on my back with a large waving  rays. The woman smiled and hugged me telling that now I can go.

A few months later in Real life in India the same Sun of the same color was drawn on my palm :)) It wasnt a back but anyway it was the Sun. The same woman with her  kind smile, which will remain with me always put mehindi on my hands. A woman who became very special to me was real. :)) At that moment when she was putting the henna & making little decorations on my hand, I suddenly remembered that dream i saw long ago, I was speechless and so much happy that i wanted to hug her and tell that i saw her in my dream once in past, but i was silent, coz it might sound not real.

The power of Dreams made me think that there is One Truth in this world: Define what  you want, believe in that, and it will come true for sure :))

with lots of love..... and the warmth of the Sun ....:)

From India with Love

Sometimes by collecting the smallest parts of our memories we r creating our life histories.

                                 

An old ballerine - my advisor.....

And still life is an interesting thing no matter what you think  ....It can teach you a lesson at any time....doing shopping, walking in the park with your pet, crossing the street, jumping from the parachute or simply opening your eyes in the morning......Every day is a new chance, is a new opportunity until we are alive....and even if you have a million problems still there are answers inside yourself....you should simply try to decode them....

Sometimes a completely unknown person may play the greatest role in your path, that you will understand this bit later....All you need is to be open for that.

My morning and afternoon I spent in a very strange for me place ....at the passport office in the Police station....I reached there bit soon....and had to wait ....I was tired, and I took my place in the corridor....While I was sitting there one old man came in & asked about the time...& sat next to me....after a while an old lady came and asked if she could sit with me....I said that none had rented this bench and  its just a bench for every one and she sat in the right.....I smiled thinking that today might be an old people's day ...and that I was surrounded by the old man and the old lady ...

Just because there was too hot in the corridor the old man left, asking to mention his name in case if the door of passport adviser would be opened.... looking at my watch and cheeking every minute I was killing the time until the advisor would come up....The old lady turned to me and asked:

''Honey, seems you want to catch time, right? pushing every minute and every second is not a thing, dear. I would give my all to stop the watch and to stop the time right now....to live just few hours longer....to do few things I can still have time to ''...

I felt myself very bad, because I didn't mean to hurt anyone I was just looking at my watch ... Then she turn her face and said:

''I lost everything in my life: my children, my husband, even my house.....I lost my health, my years, my life.....I have very little to live now....and I have nothing, but You know, my young girl, what can I tell you....I have a granddaughter, who asks everyday to tell her a fairytale in the nights....and I want to live to read my little kid few more stories at bedtime.... because she has none else in this world, and because I am her only family, and after my death she will be taken to the orphanage....And now all I want from this advisor is to help me with my kid....'',- and then she stopped.... I was completely shocked to be involved in such a tragic life-story of that lady....but still couldn't say anything...

''I was a ballerina in past....yes, my dear, I danced in a Ballet Troupe....and have been gone on many tours all over the world....glory and  success, ovations - this was  my life, but everything has its limits, and even our time....I will not tell you what happened but I lost everything at the same moment: my family, my house, everything....Because everything in our life is given to us with a limit , everything we have now is being ranted, nothing really belongs to us, even our Talents....It is given by God to check how U will keep it, how u will love it , how u will save it....''....and she whispered....'' Never lose ur loved ones, ur family, ur friends who r ready to die for you, save them''....,- she weeped,-'' All those who run after the Time will lose everything, believe me, I will open u one secret: Let everything be in time, have patience, don't run after the events, everything will be on time''....and she stopped...

I was thinking why did she tell all these to me ? Did  I look like a person who needed an advice? I raised  my head finally  to ask her a question and saw she d gone....

I looked around and saw none just that old man coming to my direction and loudly complaining  against our government.....

I thought that old lady would back and I would be able to talk to her, but it was useless ...she d really gone...

An all I want now  is to hope she will be all right at least for her granddaughter's sake....and that the dream of her past home will be back to her again.....

Good luck TATI...and thank you for your advice....