Listen

I am so very tired (aren’t you?) of getting caught in the whirlwind of my own voice. I could blame everything else for my speaking too loud but in the last, the volume was my choice. What is to be done? I’ll stamp down on the fire of my own protean spark. There’s no room for genius’ here — we are the vanguard of the human heart. You can peer with pity at the pile, take a look at its dying embers. I wonder (I don’t) what gave me the notion this would be the cradle of a new November.

Don’t look at anyone for your needs, For the one who created you, waters you. This is a very much optimistic thought put forward by Rumi. This will make you think positive in the gravest of situations. Have you ever felt a longing for someone to come and rescue from…

The sound and meaning of his words were deafening. They landed with force, and her eardrums were about to burst. But no, it wasn’t her ears. He was speaking in a normal voice. Something inside her genuinely heard and felt the words, and wanted to burst out of her. It…

It was such a pleasant retreat reading this book about leadership by Richard Branson. Loved the writing style of the book — extremely lucid and always left me in the a tranquil state of mind during reading. Being a leadership book, I expected it to be mundane read, inundated with…