SHE by Kobi Yamadas

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She must be something special. She is. Celebrate her.
She loved life and it loved her back. Celebrate her passion.
She listened to her heart above all other voices. Celebrate her wisdom.
She pursued big dreams instead of small realities. Celebrate her priorities.
She saw every ending as a new beginning. Celebrate her resiliency.
She discovered her real measurements had nothing to do with numbers or statistics. Celebrate her self-esteem.
She was kind, loving and patient…with herself. Celebrate her tenderness.
She woke up one day and threw away all her excuses. Celebrate her accountability.
She realized that she was missing a great deal by being sensible. Celebrate her spirit.
She turned her can’ts into cans, and her dreams into plans. Celebrate her goals.
She ignored people who said it couldn’t be done. Celebrate her independence.
She had a way of turning obstacles into opportunities. Celebrate her magic.
She went out on a limb, had it break off behind her, and discovered she could fly. Celebrate her faith.
She discovered she was the one she’d been waiting for. Celebrate her self-reliance.
She added so much beauty to being human. Celebrate her presence.
She walked in when everyone else walked out. Celebrate her friendship.
She just has this way of brightening the day. Celebrate her radiance.
She made the whole world feel like home. Celebrate her warmth.
She decided to enjoy more and endure less. Celebrate her choices.
She decided to start living the life she’d imagined. Celebrate her freedom.
She colored her thoughts with only the brightest hues. Celebrate her optimism.
She was an artist and her life was her canvas. Celebrate her brilliance.
She ran ahead where there were no paths. Celebrate her bravery.
She crossed borders recklessly, refusing to recognize limits, saying bonjour and buon giorno as though she owned both France and Italy and the day itself. Celebrate her joie de vivre.
She held her head high and looked the world straight in the eye. Celebrate her strength.
She not only saw a light at the end of the tunnel she became that light for others. Celebrate her compassion.
She designed a life she loved. Celebrate her joy.
She took the leap and built her wings on the way down. Celebrate her daring.
She said bye-bye to unhealthy relationships. Celebrate her happiness.
She remained true to herself. Celebrate her authenticity.
She made the world a better place. Celebrate her.

With Thanks to devyani :)

The Process Begins

The Process Begins...
Of giving up things , I should have given up years ago.
Some cobwebbed memories, some stilted relationships.
The Process Begins...
Of Starting things, I should have started years ago
Some unfinished plans, some left in between decisions.
The Process Begins...
To finally wrap up things perfectly, no jagged ends tugging out
The Process Begins...
To test the maturity which should have come with age.
The Process Begins...
To leave the old and start the new.

Misery - The Song

Hey man have you ever wondered really,
why our lives are drowned in misery,
The pain we feel,the love we kneel for to heal,
the conspiracy of the universe to make us believe,
Life is all good,Make Belief.

Aspiration is our greatest enemy,
it gave birth to greed and jealousy,
two things we need to be above all,
How desperate but thats our world.

True happiness is just an image,
cause money can buy everything,
Sex and drugs and Alcohol,
a flashy car and a condo yeah thats the dream
The power we feel being at the top,
We need no one to hold,
I just wonder sometimes at night,
How lonely we would be when we grow old.

Success and satisfaction is just too over rated,
when our dreams get crushed we all get agitated,
expectation to fit in those boots of someone deep down you know are not,
But its so cool to be someone else when you just hate who you are.

Yeah I wanna be free,Yeah I wanna Fly away,
Disappear into the horizon and never come back again,
But I am schakled to the ground, yeah I am my own slave,
Yeah I am my misery and yeah I dig my own grave,
Where trust is ellusive and lifes Mundane.
- Arnab Deka

Once again I 've been given the kind permission by Arnab to post his song.
Thanx dear :)