In the giving, we find our self.

“The axe forgets; the tree remembers.”— African proverb.

Positive change begins with us.

Are you feeling you are living a routine life?

How can you separate the dancer from the dance?

Journey on until you meet yourself

I have fond memories of black and white photographs taken by my dad in his old box camera. The three pictures that I have used are a representation of my world back in the era of black and white. Be it watching the swaying coconut trees and the shimmering water on moonlit nights, or the artistry of those antique time pieces collected by my grandfather and of course those lively evenings in my childhood years, where the old gramophone would play so invitingly that we would all be waltzing and jiving away to evergreen hits. Yes nostalgia filled me in those verses, but with happy memories.

Our thoughts can make or break us. Our life seems like a hell or a blessing in the way our thoughts unfold. Each thought has a unique purpose.

The following striking words will make you think of the infinite power of finding a balance. These verses are dedicated to the human spirit of perseverance in spite of the odds!

The title of this poem is inspired by Lance Scoular's very relevant post that speaks for Suicide Prevention and the thoughts seeded from the very reflective post recently by Fatima Williams instilling self worth in times of lost esteems lost hopes and lost battles. A topic many refuse to confront as it is too sensitive to deal with. But its prevelance and increasing numbers only show the need for empathy consciousness in today's world. A little sensitivity and empathy can go along way in prevention of widespread negligence by society on such issues.