Friday, June 17, 2011

What if?

What happens if you take out Gerrard from Liverpool?

What happens if you take out Messi from Barcelona?

What happens if you take out the player who has the most vision and awareness of the game from a team?

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Speak?

If there are any words unspoken
More often then not
Caustic and harmful in many ways

But what if words unspoken
Are of affection and thoughts
Words that make light of days

What are reasons cited often?
Perhaps safety is sought
Keeping hurt and aches away

Monday, June 13, 2011

Ten Years On

This same Monday week, 10 years ago, I started my journey in the rodent race. I don't like that term. It is not a race, but rather, it is about sustaining yourself in the midst of craziness (and personal strife). It is about learning calmness and wisdom beyond your years, if you so wish to be at the forefront. It is about endurance, humility, perserverance and grace.

I am but at the beginning of this humbling, yet exhilarating journey. 10 years on, I still want to do much more, see much more, experience much more. To lead, to inspire, hopefully.

Wednesday, June 08, 2011

Being Out There

My heart is still restless. I miss being out there, seeing the world passing me by. New sounds, new sights, new smell and new tastes. Adventure. Experience. People.

Though as much as I yearn for adventure in the big wide somewhere, I long to for a place to rest my restless heart.

Such a contradiction.

"Let me take your hand in mine, and seek our adventure."

Being On Guard

I am suprised how guarded I can be even with someone I shouldn't be so with. I have no idea what I am holding back my words and actions for, because really, there is no reason or intent or plans of any kind. It all happened without a thought. I find it all amusing and my close friends find it really weird because to them, they only know the relaxed, no holds barred, dry witted man.

So seriously, next time, if ever, please let your guard down Mr Resurrected.

Tuesday, June 07, 2011

A Question

If this is a dance
And I don’t lead well
Do I get a second chance
To make you smile?