The week has gone, and together with all its demands and aggravations. At times, some days bruise us and we return home with a sigh.Its an even worse feeling when one is bruised by ones usual acquaintences.But all that matters is that the week is done and there is still breath in our souls. And the aggravations that unhinge us mentally for a moment do not and will not go away. They have a way of making their appearances again. And they usually appear from a source that we were not expecting.But now I am with my self gain. Its only here that I have a sense of renewal taking place somewhere within me.Because my Spirit is deeper that the deepest ocean and its substance is timelessness.Within my souls breath, there are mysteries There are things there that I am not even aware of. But my dearest friend , Mr. Solitude always and very gently nudges the buttons within me. I need this stillness. It restores life to me.".......He restoreth my Soul..." Psalm 23
"I have learned, that if one advances confidently in the directionof his dreams, and endeavors to live the life he has imagined,he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours." - Henry David Thoreau
Friday, December 18, 2009
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- A.VIJAYCHANDRAN
- Kuala Lumpur, Selangor, Malaysia
- Origin- Penang.Came to KL in 80's to study theology.Threw away my religious books after 4 years to read Law.
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