I am done!

A friend of mine forwarded an article which was sent for publication in a local daily. Glancing through the paragraphs I found that the article is mainly about how the writer feels about the leaders we have and how bad they are at what they do. He was good.

He was a very good complainer. I guess its an ‘IN’ thing to be good at criticizing, whining and yammering for the modern MIZO writer.

Well here I am making a brawl over how other people yelp about their statesmen. Well it’s for a good reason, I must say (at least I need to justify myself for saying what I said), the simple reason being that “I am done!”

I used to cavil & complain a lot about how our leaders are running our government, especially in MIZORAM. But now it dawned on me that complaining would only make me angrier about the fact I am not happy with. I’d rather put myself in their shoes and think of what I can do better. I’d rather try my best to get into their ‘Toilet’ seats just to prove myself that I am better.

Should I really do that now? Let me think.

Why do I need to prove myself that I am better? …. Ummm…. Lets see...


I am better than them anyhow. So I am done with all the complaining stuffs.hehe

Cheers

I hope You Dance

I always thought that this was a poem, and its been inspiring me for quite a number of years now. Just recently i found out that there is a song on it as well. Just wanted to share it wit y'all!!!



I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance (Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance (Rolling us along)
I hope you dance (Tell me who)
I hope you dance (Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)

I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
I hope you dance