And so i write...

After a nice chat with my boyfriend, i felt like going to bed& sleep, but I couldn't. I dont know what's wrong but lately I just have a hard time sleeping during the day. Well, I usually do my self-review for the board exam but today I just don't feel like to yet. And so with my little-lighted-multi-colored radio tuned in to DYFR (a Christian Radio Station) I'm now on for something... And so I write.
I now have a very good atmosphere to relax & write. Taking a good look at my collection of seashells& stones, I think they are just so lovely and easy to use in decorating. I can just imagine how much they went through to come out such beauty. Every curves & holes in it marks the long process - like the death of the snail in it, the decay of the soft portion, some forces of nature, etc.
In the same way life is like that. The more a person went through hardships, the more he/she is stronger inside and that strength will make him/her beautiful(in character).
It reminds me of my Khushi (Aloke) telling me that he likes scars. For him they are pretty because they are a mark of what the person went through. When he told me that, it was like "words of wisdom" to me. I pondered on it from time to time, and for me in some ways a scar is a mark of strength...




"Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don't try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way. "

- James 1:2-4