Writing is the Painting of the Voice - Voltaire

Let me share with you a secret I behold for long: In world where hates abounds and loves is scare, where discouragement comes in multiple and encouragement a rarity.. Where kindness is but a clothes worn by few... I love and like disappointment.. Well most or say all people including myself find it hard when face with disappointment. When their love one ignored them, when their expectations are not met, when their parent argue with them, when friends neglect and ignore them or their request and when  they fails. A quote thus run "expectations brings about disappointment". Many a times I try to not expect anything reminding myself of it but I was wrong as human I am born with intelligence and presence of mind. How can I not expect something good when I gave my best?? How can I not expect and want life to be free and fair?? As I struggle to keep my expectations at lowest level, I fail miserably. The more I try to concedes myself the more the urge to expect.. Balancing of expect...

Forgotten thoughts of you long back I was back on track with my own world, Contended as what life has to offer me. Have experience the heartbreak from your ignorance. Until you call me last night which I couldn't pick Deleted your number since the day you ignore. But when I see that number my mind recall its yours Why don't my memories just erase off to take new in. A mixed thought of ignored or call back?? My crazy mind weighted and agreed to ignore Instantly I took my phone and the other end was you. Heard your sleepy voice trying to mumble something. Hey my mind goes crazy and dreams appears again Thoughts of future and starting again from start But I'll leave this to our fate to decide for us Maybe if you are meant then I be okay to have you...

It was a bright Sunday morning, the third Sunday of the year. Dress in his Christmas suit (the best he have in the closet). After looking through the mirror over again and again 'Kane' hurried towards the Church just to reach in time 5 minutes before the service begins. The Church compound was filled with young boys and girls playing and running around. Some elders standby basking in the warm sunlight. Just a minutes or two before the church service begins Sundays school teachers arrange boys and girls into two lines and lead them to the Church... And then the service begins  prayer, songs, offertory, Bible reading followed by long message from the Preachers. Children's unable to bears the long message started the usual chatting and moving out of Church for needs and play in the Church compound.. Some elders also took to enjoying basking in the Sun relentlessly discussing about politics and ongoing headlines. Finally the message was over and time for announcement came,the...