Flights Of Success!

Weird philosophical fundas float through my head at times.....

Today's Funda:

Success is like a flight...

It doesn't just happen, You need to keep trying, A few crashes later, it'll happen(Wright Brothers, I salute ya)

It can happen at the right time if you are on the right airline.

If it ain't your time, You'll get delayed, but you'll get there eventually.

If your luck is bad, your flight can get canceled.

If your luck is really bad, your flight can get hijacked.

But if your luck is really really bad, your flight can even crash.

And yeah, there's always a ground staff(support system) to make sure you take off smoothly.

I'd explain more, but am sure this is pretty much it.

Random Title!

Middle Of The Night, Usual story i face at this time of year. Anything i say to my conscience, It replies "You talkin' to me", Strange thing, It's beginning to sound a lil too much like Robert De Niro.
Scary!!

Right now, I seriously am confused. I don't know whether my instinct is different from the Devil inside me ;) I'm trying to filter out urges brought about by the devil,but i keep getting tricked into thinking that these urges are what i am supposed to do. Happens to all of us at some point, I guess..

Feelin' The Heat!!!

As of this moment, I'm burning with a fire, A fire inside me, A fire that seems like it will incinerate my insides and leave me a soulless body with just a superficial layer to show for myself.

I feel the heat of anger- The fire of anger is white, It blinds me, It provokes me to destroy, to carry out a spell of destruction, to devastate anything that blocks my way.....

I feel the heat of passion- This heat pushes me forward, pushes me towards my goal. It refuses to stop pushing, It makes me want, It makes me desire, It makes me want to run even faster towards my destination, It makes the road seem much shorter than it actually is.......

I feel the heat of fear- The fear that tries to keep me down, The fear that nags at me, The fear that claws at me, The fear that makes me want to give up, The fear that makes me want to cry. Even though i feel it, Even though it's burning me, I refuse to acknowledge its presence except when i try to convert it into passion....

I feel the warmth of love- The warmth that keeps me secure, The warmth that spreads all over me like a cloak, The love that i don't recognise, The love whose source or form I can't see, Yet i feel it, I feel the presence of a reassuring benign friend, a lover, a parent, a sibling, a whole family....

Ha!

And things are just back the way they should be......

Of course,things haven't changed drastically,I'm not yet successful,not yet hitched,but these ain't the mainstays of my life. The things that act as the fabric of my life have managed not to unravel fully and have been woven back together into a completely new design ;)

Until the next hole :D