Hi.

If you stumbled upon this blog, that means our stars have crossed somewhere up above; possibly thousand years back. Some things change, but it's always nice to see a familiar face.

Let me wander with you.



(I) - I don't always know what to choose, but when I do, it will be you.

I don't always know what to choose.

The possibilities are like a vast vending machine where you'd force yourself to throw some pennies and point an expected destiny. 

I visited each time and stand by every chance, just to know my time will pass in a glance.

 

But this early morning, the machine got stuck;

somebody has thrown a diamond away into the cord plug.

I thought I'd treat myself one vanilla ice cream in a cup;

but that summer day I pushed a diamond out.

 

A tiny, beaming raw diamond trapped between uncertainty and rejection,

having lost along the way post-disconnection.

Maybe it was my greatest luck, 

that this somebody thought the diamond was a rock.

 

I don't always know what to choose,

but when I do, 

it will be you.

 

Only you.

Disconnection

Disconnection

Passion to Mansion: How To Do What You Love and Make A Living

Passion to Mansion: How To Do What You Love and Make A Living