Just My Pointless Ramblings

  Jim peered at the number on the scale. Jim thought he wasn’t the kind of person who defined his life by a number on the scale, at least not after he had defeated the number on the scale. But here he was. One would think that after spending years of forming a habit, one would stick to it always, but habits were so easy to break, one look away, one bad episode and all the days you struggled to stick to your habit comes crashing down. A taste of the bad and it is all over. Okay, maybe not all over, because when you start to fray on the edges and start crossing boundaries, you start realizing it, you start recognizing that you are breaking yourself, so you try to stop, but then sometimes you are unable to. It wasn’t fair, he had maintained his good habits for years, and within a week, he was starting to abandon all the things he thought he would never abandon because it him feel good. It made him feel good when he stuck to what made him better, but now he could feel it come crash...

  Hope was a dangerous thing. Hope was a beautiful thing. You can always take one thing and look at it however you want to. Either you let it disappoint you, or you let it inspire you. Either you look for proofs to why it didn’t work, or you look for proofs to why it worked. It was ironic, that once a man gets burnt, he becomes extremely cautious and then dismisses the fire, in turn dismissing all the good things that come with it. Yuvi didn’t want to believe, he was afraid that if he believed, it would make him hope, and then it would all come crashing down. The constant trials of life made you like that. And he was afraid that the positive light inside him would die after that. If he truly hoped, and it didn’t come true, he would never hope again. And he was afraid of that, he was afraid that he would never dare to dream, and he would be like the countless people of the world, who looked ahead and saw nothing but darkness. He wanted to look ahead and see light, all the time...