Best Friend

Best friend presents someone in our lives who by love and symbiotic relationship will give us the assurance that there is always one person whom we can turn to when we make a mess of ourselves. They hear us when we’re happy as well as when we’re sad. No one is more sympathetic than our best friends. It is not a question of who is right or wrong when we tell them our stories; they will be our friends and partners who will find reasons to take our sides. And just as your self esteem is going down they are there to cheer you up and say that things will get better soon. You can tell them your secret and no one can protect it more like yourself.

Best friends will give you company when you are sick - when your mind and bodily functions let you down they will lit you up. They can even be the first to know what you’re going through especially when you are worried that your family is not going to take it lightly. You can always rely on them. They’ll be anxiously with you until the doctor says okay. They’ll cry, laugh, jump, scream, eat or drink till you drop on unguarded moments. We can almost do anything with best friends and still feel comfortable. When bad times come you can kick each other but not for long - you forgive each other’s vulnerabilities afterwards.

There is a catch though, best friends are hard to find, and they are very rare like a diamond in a raft. They are those kind of people made from heaven. Probably you have found one already and that perfect instance that you know you have one is the best thing in the world. Whenever your best friend is close to you right now, drop everything and with a big gesture of surprise tell him/her that she is the best thing that ever happened to you. This show of big emotion is totally acceptable. After all what are best friends for?

Looking at the Royals

It is nice when things that we want

 Fall on our lap without effort

Yet when it does not happen that way

It is hard as we feel abandoned

Then we question ourselves

What did we do not to deserve what we wanted?

When others could easily have it

Like the life of the royals

We don’t even want life to that extent

Only comfortable and in our own homeland

Being with our whole family and childhood friends

Eating our own food and relaxing on a sunny weather

Ahh ... life does it have to be mysterious and complicated

 So we could appreciate its generosity

And find contentment and joy obviously not

From its complexity but its hidden simplicity
Like the royals we have our own kingdom
With full of hope and joy to go home to one day...

Forgive Thy Satirical Mind

To have a celebration of the death and resurrection of Jesus is a strong religious legacy every Christian follower share. Lenten season is a period that the story of Jesus is relived by the people who believed in him. It is when the power of faith once again dominates the world’s mundane views and the spirits of gratitude to Christ for saving us from our sins bequeath our almost lost will to surpass evil.

I was born a Roman Catholic and the power of my faith has helped me survived tough times. It is my experience that when I pray not only with my belief but with my soul my prayers are always answered. This is quiet an intriguing statement but before I go on further let me tell you this. I believe that every individual has a personal way of praying regardless of the influence of their religious rites. This is because each individual has a unique physical, mental and emotional state and preparation attached to the prayer.

That is why, as I said, when I pray with my soul my prayers are always answered because when I pray like this, deep in my heart I already knew it would be answered. The problem is I don’t always pray with my soul no matter how I try most of the time. It’s odd to think that maybe these are the times that I am not really convinced that I needed Him? I might be happy at that time yet on the surface I’d like to continue to appear religious. Who knows?

Reflecting on this Good Friday it has made me delved on the many inconsistencies that I do and yet are hidden inside me. Going to church for instance would make me appear a good Christian but am I really? Just recently I wished someone evil because I did not think that what he/she did to me was very humane. Funny enough but when you would ask me now whether I am a Christian I would never admit that I am not, of course I would claim, I am. It is because when I am judgmental, unkind, nasty, mean, jealous, greedy, liar, etc. these negative characteristics of mine do not necessarily show. I would still appear good within society's yardstick because I do go to church and do not steal my neighbour’s husband.

Yet I think it is a very long way for me to be called a ‘Christian’. As for now I am just grateful that my sins are forgiven over and over again. Personally this Lenten season is a sacred reminder - for me to ask forgiveness for my sins, listen to my conscience for a moment and to stop myself from being a hypocrite ... so help me Jesus. Amen.

With a touch of love let us recall and be thankful to Jesus Christ, our Lord for his atoning death on the cross. Advance Happy Easter!

  

The paradox of true love

Some people say that it needs two to feel the same for each other before true love could happen. I have a friend who is pretty stable and kind of happy with her married life and one day whilst we were in a cafe bar she told me that her husband is not her 'true love'. Shocked...No!!!

My point is that one would know if it is ‘true love'. I think ‘true love’ is more than just being together and romantic. It’s more than chemistry and butterflies in your stomach when you are with  this person. It’s even more than comforts and stability of having children and a home.

What is true love then? I believe that true love is feeling and crying secretly for someone out there. There is pain in your chest because this person has never left your heart, your insides. And if you were lucky to be with this person, you knew that you would be determined to be with him (r) not for any life’s conventions and compelling sacrifices. It is because you felt that (s) he has your heart and you knew in your gut that you would never stop saying...I love you till the end!!!

True love can only be real when it is 'too good to be true'. It's true essence is paradoxical - that is what I believe in. Maybe you think and feel differently from me and I respect that. You have your own true love’s paradox...you are entitled to keep it that way for as long as you are happy. Until next time...be well.