Mother's Day

I just wanted to put this on the record, as mummy said something the other day that made me realise how much sacrifice she put into giving me a good life. Giving up her virtues, her pride, her youth, her life. And as usual, I was too dense to realise. Till now, my ripe old age of 28.

And I guess, its a never fair deal. Its never a fair deal. And I thought she was getting a good deal what with the frequent trips and the princess of a daughter.

Exhaustion..

You know you're tired
when you reach home from IMDEX and plonk straight into bed..
You know you're exhausted
when you have so much trouble dragging yourself out of bed at 9pm..
You know you're exceptionally drained
when you thereafter fall back into sleep at midnight..

And the next day..

You can tell its chronic
when your normal breakfast isn't sufficient energy for your body
You can tell its persistent
when you edit a document three times and still get the price wrong
You can tell its detrimental
when your choice of food is focused on anything that gives you energy to keep awake....

As timid as..

Frightened like a mice
Of a cat's glowering eyes
Trembling terribly from fear
The toes, the nose, the ear

Sinking deeper into its hole
The fitted size of a mole
Afriad to venture an inch
As fear tingles within

Trembling so constant
Hope turning very distant
The fright within adheres
To thoughts that seem so real

Mice remains in its corner
Its courage not able to gather
As the glowering persists
Inching out it resists

Resolution

Resolute is shaken, peace is broken.
Why did one lose her calm, what broke the peace?

As one settles in her cosy corner,
Drinking tea while giving her best effort;
Making honest evaluations and recommendations,
Peace is found and simple to keep.

Phone call ringing, voices calming,
Days pass by in tranquility.

Conversations held, differences mitigated,
Solutions found, teamwork implemented.
Such a joy to find a purpose,
Doing well, working with people.

Getting help is sometimes difficult,
As one too many are possessed by disorder.
A simple complaint, a baseless remark,
From one of such, should never bother.

But today, of many days,
Broke a many years, where resolute is clear.
Was at peace, kept the ease,
Yet today, something was lost.

One baseless remark, one mess of words,
Returned with an, unwilling bite.
Peace is broken, calm is lost,
How to proceed, any more?

Yet stronger, the resolute must,
Strengthen beliefs of faith that remain.
Things will resolve, if not by themselves,
With good efforts and honest truths.

Way to go!

There was a time..

There was a time, when blogging was a cool thing.
Also a time, it turned into between the line reading.

Blogging is effectively a form of communication,
Be it a cool thing, or reading in between.
It's really up to the blogger's decision,
What she wants to put in her content.

But blogging isn't all about output,
As without the reader, blogging holds less meaning.

Talking about reader, it needn't be others,
Reading one's own blog posts, reliving one's memories.
For one to gain confidence, she needn't look far,
Within one's own experiences, finds one's confidence.

As time has past and blog posts dates far,
Hope one finds confidence, being one's own's reader.