suits and cuff-links
walking up and down
waking up n around
typing, typing
look up your damn screen
namaste, good morning
good god!
this life without a warning
live out of a locker
pucker up darling
oxfords shone
fuck
not this shift again.
We don't settle
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It's always the war within the brains She was young
She was pretty
She would smile and be bubbly
She loved her life
She loved her work
Until
she was uprooted from all the joy to complete melancholy
She was objectified
She was checked out
She was made to feel insecure
She was made to feel weak
She was made to feel vulnerable
She was broken down
She was raped
By those hedious monsters of society
She but was she
She was strong
She was capable to overcome those insecurities
She built herself up again piece by piece
And joint herself to a new she
Who was not as bubbly or smiling, but still had a beating heart and would breathe
Believing: to trust something without certainty.
When we first meet a person we believe what they say, we have no absolute certainty about their words.
When we get a new idea or when we start a new task we believe in ourselves to be able to complete it even here we are not sure.
It takes time to convert the belief into trust. And between these two things lies hope.
We hope that what we believe to be true so that the belief can be transformed into trust.
We also fear what we believe is not false because that can be saddening.
We gain trust in ourselves we are humans and we have a tendency to doubt and question and we question ourselves the most.
We question our belief, we question our hope, we question our boldness and then we fear for the consequences.
And once we have done all that we sit and wait for the outcome and if the outcome is in our favour then the belief turns into
Trust.
And that's the sweetest thing of all to be able to trust someone, something and to trust yourself above all.
But it can be the other way round, what we believe in can be faux, and the outcome; well not so pleasant as we expect it to be and that is saddening. If this happens we stop trusting anyone and we reach back to square one. This time more experienced, more cautious.
But does that help or our hearts rules out our brains ??

I had a great day but by the end of it I was laying in my bed lights out and just had a thought process on.
Sometimes, it happens that even you are happy you start feeling miserable and start to crumble on the insides that is exactly what was happening to me.
So I decided to read something to divert my mind.
I had a Mills and Boons romance, the alchemist and the witch of Portobello on my bed side but I felt like reading none of them as there were hardcopies and I would have to switch the light on for that I for then wanted darkness as my companian along with the characters of my next read.
So I grabed my kindle and looked what I had and I had Anna Karenina a great read but not at the moment.
I had the fault in our stars and paper town (both by John Green) which I had already read.
I had 3 books by John Green so I decided to read something more from one of my favourite author.
So I downloaded Looking for Alaska.
Around last May I didn't know who John Green was but by this time I have cried and laughed with the characters of his books.
And that's the beauty of ebooks it just takes a few minutes to download and I am good to go
I can read my book whenever and wherever I want.
And I tend to finish books way faster and I can read books that I would not find in stores so easily
Ya I have symptoms of an obsessive bibliophile
And this habit of reading was inculcate by my mother by making me member of public library and introducing me to the world of fairy tales and now I am big sucker for books