Thirsty? This way --->

Thirty. Add "s" before "ty" and I get "Thirsty". Yes, at thirty I'm thirsty. I am compelled by the moment to believe that all these years I have been walking the wrong path. It is hard to believe what the moment has been pointing at. I have been pushed and fell head down just to see that it was so. It is hard all the same to decipher whether I'm meant to reach thirty so things can be seen lucidly or things just don't get clear as crystal until you reach the path that seems to be reconstructed to look like a dead end. Then you're convinced that you are lost. At thirty, my path ended in crowded bushes where clarity is coercively undefined. I thought I was doomed, but as a kid I was told that life is full of hope and so I clung on to that. More than anything else, justice will be generously served if I say that thirty is such a young age and that hope is at my fingertips. I just needed a nice table to tap my fingers on. I only needed fortitude and tenacity to clear the bushes and find the road that says "This way --->". 
People around me may not have the same mantra but, to the people of the world, it is never too late to eagerly start looking for the road that's danced on to get through. You don't say you are happy unless you've been to that road--unless you danced on that road. I realized that the moment the sign "This way ---->" reveals itself and the road is uncovered before one's eyes, it's time to dance. Don't worry, you'll never know you're dancing. You're just happy. Content. Nothing else matters after that.

Just Another Year Ender

Had 'courage' been sold in the market for public consumption, 'courage' sellers could have been crazily and idiosyncratically rich by now. I am saying this because each year takes just that as we face a new year of nothing but the same old things here and there. As the numbers grow like a piled up mountain of papers, the turning of each phase is nothing but a new number (but even the same numbers are utilized continually) with the same old things disguised as new, no difference from a newly shined 3-year old pair of shoes. Over and over again, the people on this same ground are trapped by the thought that a new year predicates a new life. If you take a closer look at the idea, this thought is a fallacy or a mistaken impression of 'new year' as simply a new set of numbers to fill in dates. Hopefulness may be the major factor but courage is the engine for it to eventuate. Besides, a new beginning can always start in the middle of the year -- a coherent aphorism that remains uncontested, or an aphorism that suits the shiftless. 
Let me then say that twenty eleven was a year that followed twenty ten and preceded twenty twelve. There is nothing more pronounced than that as it was with my nevus that has always been there. As a thought that lingers to and fro, as this blog is mine and mine to mess up, I stubbornly rehearse that numbers don't have the force of power to change what must and what-not. You certainly must have the courage to begin now or wait year after year and watch the changing numbers vanish into thin air. Then you feign courage glancing at the mirror taken aback by the mole you believed you always had at the right cheek but appeared at the left. Fooling oneself is the easiest one. Think again.