My Last Post

Okay, so this is going to be a little hard. My previous post...I know it was quite abrupt, but hey, I was right in a way I didn't really want to be. I didn't get a single response.

There's been 1225 posts on this blog; and this is going to be the 1226th. April 2015 is my most posted month. The most viewed post I've ever gotten has 614 views. I've had 21,526 page-views ever since I created this blog, which was 1,134 days ago. 3 years; 1 month; 8 days.

I love this blog. It's beautiful, it's got some of my best memories, a lot of them, as a matter of fact, and I wouldn't trade this reminiscence for the world.

But what I've also learnt on this journey is that, sometimes, you gotta let things go.

And I am.

I have a new blog now. Warriorwearingsneakers.wordpress.com/
I've kept the name. I like it a lot. It holds a lot of precious importance. It's priceless, as a matter of fact.

You can keep in touch with me there if you'd like to read my writing. And if you're one of those people that actually did like this blog, even if you never commented, I'd just like to end this last post with a thank you. 

Because, really, thank you. You made me who I am today. And maybe that person isn't as perfect as I'd like to be; but I'm getting there. And that's fabulous; and I'm proud. And I'm striving towards that happiness, because hey, it's a choice I make everyday now. And that makes me proud of myself.

I'm leaving the blog as it is. With all its memories. I hope that whenever you read this, whether today, or five years from now, maybe ten; you read this with a smile on your face. And if you don't, put one on right now! Smiling is important, trust me. It's the most beautiful thing you can wear, after all. ;) This has always been the tagline of this blog, hasn't it?

Overused quote and all, but it's true. Don't cry because it's over, but hey, smile because it happened.
A last credit sent out to my parents, my dog, and my friends. You guys rock. 

And last but not the least, I will always love you guys. 
And I owe you for the past three years of warmth and happiness. 
 
Thank you. So until then, goodbye.
Love, 
Me. xx 
I hope that you do get something out of this happy vibes blog we created. 

Au revoir.

A new phase?

I haven’t written anything in a long, long while. I know. I just wanted to ask if any of you guys are still out there. Would you like to read anything I’ve written? I…don’t know, honestly. 

This blog has always been about happy vibes, and philosophy, and smiles, and laughter, and so, so much creativity. I haven’t been the best role model but I’ve tried. And I know, that despite all of my overenthusiastic cheers about making it to ten thousand, or fifteen thousand, or even twenty thousand, there are barely any of you out there. Sometimes I think that the Google Page View meter is broken because, really, if there were regular readers for this page, a URL where I shout out my innermost thoughts into the void of the endless web, surely I would get some response from at least one of you kind enough to give me some?

I know I sound desperate. And I know I sound extremely petty. But I need to know whether all of this is nothing but a means to cheer me up, because well, I’m going through a pretty busy phase in life here, and I’d like to know whether there are any of you out there who fancy reading my silly poetry and curious thoughts about a lot of weird things. And if you do, leave me a comment. I don’t care if it’s just one word, or just an emoji. Anything would do. 

I’ve always talked about our journey together, and been grateful to my readers for bringing me to where I am today, as far as my writing and happy vibes philosophy is concerned, which is an extremely important and necessary ideology in anyone’s life, including mine. And believe me, I am grateful. 

I’d just…like to know. If you’re out there, and you like me for who I am, and you like my message of being who you want to be, too, send over a little bit of your positivity for me, too? I would love to hear I’ve created something that makes someone, somewhere feel just that little bit more cheerful, just that little bit more special, and just have that little bit more of a spark.

Love,
Your WarriorWearingSneakers.

Happy. :)

I’m happy. 

I’m not happy because I’ve achieved something, nor because I’m proud of my success. I’m not happy because I’m doing well in life right now, whatever the definition of that may be, nor am I happy because I’ve got something I’ve always desired.

I’m happy because in the beautiful world that we live in, the sun rises in the east, and sets in the west, even though it never really moves around us. I’m happy because drops of rain roll down the windowpane in a never-ending journey, only reaching fruition when they embrace the ground. I’m happy because the rainbow makes little appearances in snatches of puddles on the ground, little pieces of hope in a dreary, yet scintillating environment. I’m happy because the rain washes away everything, happy or sad, the water splashing a toast to new, fresh beginnings. 

I’m happy because the wind whips my hair around as I scream into it, dancing around me as I dance with it. I’m happy because you grin widely at me. I’m happy because my mother kisses me on the cheek while my father laughs in amusement. I’m happy because my dog thinks I’m going to steal his food and follows platinum level security procedures to keep me away from it. 

I’m happy because the ground smells musty, and I’m happy because you look beautiful today, smiling like that. 

I’m happy. And I like being happy. 

Maybe you’ll fall in love with it someday, too?

Introspection

Hi. It’s been a long time since I talked to you, since I fantasized about you. I used to smile when I thought about you, you know. They told me it made my face light up beautifully. I haven’t seen that smile for years now. I don’t know where it’s gone, and I miss it. I miss being able to lose myself in thoughts of you without care, without the stress of the entire world’s opinion on my shoulders.

You were my dream. All my childhood, I kept creating ambitions, just like you, and one by one, they all crumbled away. And when I needed you, you slipped through my fingers. I miss that sense of purpose you brought me, I miss the hope that made me think I could do whatever I wanted in this fortunate lifetime. 

And I still can. But I need you. And I don’t think it’s too late to call you back. There’s always something worth fighting for, isn’t there? There’s always a hope like you worth fighting for. 

The world says you are a silly thing. Ambitions are silly, especially when they aren’t ordinary enough for all the diverse critics of this world. But you brought me happiness, and I want you back. Happiness is a choice, as I keep repeating to myself over and over, each day. But I don’t have anything to bring me my happiness. I let you fly away, and you left me in the lurch. I struggle to find a reason, a firm direction that shows me my path in life. But I can’t find it. 

They say my goals, my ambitions are impossible. But are they really?

There’s always the light shining at the end of the tunnel, isn’t there? I think I might be onto something with the ideology I had in my childhood. Because dreams don’t go away, not really. They lie in the dark crevices of your mind, waiting for you to realize that maybe having the hope and the imagination and the far-fetched ambitions of a child isn’t so much of a bad thing after all, now is it? 

I just need to think. Not with the eyes looking upon the various opinionated windows of the world, but with eyes gazing and rediscovering the colourful world within. After all, only when you are in touch with you are do you realize the presence of a kindred spirit.
And maybe, just maybe, that won’t be such a bad thing, after all.

Thank you. x