One day, there was this old woman who was about to leave the house and she went to the mirror and saw that there were 3 strands of hair on her head. She then tied a plait and left the house happily. The next morning, the old woman then went to the mirror again before leaving the house and she noticed that there were now 2 strands of hair on her head. She then did a parting at the centre and left the house happily. The old woman did the same for the next morning but she noticed there were only one strand of hair. However, she just styled that strand of hair and left the house happily again. Lastly, the next morning when the old woman see herself in the mirror, there wasn't any more hair left. The old woman then said that "I could save the hassle of doing my hair now!" and left the house happily again!
(idea adapted from TNP)
Therefore, it all lies in the attitude!
GUYS GUYS. tml is the release of the O lvl result and i would like to wish you guys all the best and hope u would not shed any tears as it all lies in the attitude. all the best dudes!
"if someone loves you,
love them back not only because they love you,
but also because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes
to things you have never seen or felt without them."
(ripped from solasura-honz)
As you envelope my mind,
thoughts are all about you.
I hope that you could walk into the ghost of me.
My heart have been delievered to your doorstep, do you accept this mail?
Could you pull out some time for me
and give both of us a chance to be together.
Waiting isn't a problem,
losing you would be the biggest trauma I would get.
May this day where our hearts bond together come soon.
Love is patient and kind; it is not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; love does not keep a record of wrongs; love is not happy with evil, but is happy with the truth. Love never gives up; and its faith, hope and patience never fail. Love is eternal.
A recollection of poetry
"Twilight funeral"
Blackened and cold is the dusk
A veil where the shadows watch
Behind the dim requiems of light
When blindness envelopes our eyes
Silent and unholy is the dusk
A hole where the demons smirk
Beyond the clutters of human life
When deafness embraces our ears
Sable nothingness is the dusk
A shroud where the ravens flock
Tainting the purity of white clouds
When darkness devours our hearts
Inevitable death is the dusk
A cloak where the daggers hide
Under the facade of tranquility
When mortality is but a quip
