mirror, mirror on the wall…

When you look at the mirror. Who are you looking at?

Some people are amazingly able to see their black dots, scar marks and fats instead of their fine cheek and well-constructed nose. Some even have the super ability to dig out failures, desperation and stress out of a pair of brown glassy eyes. Yeah. Most of us success in killing ourselves, our inner self.

Flying with broken wings

…. I’m building another dream…. Even though I realize that I might not afford it…..

If you are a close friend of mine or simply a devoted reader of my blog, you will know that my life’s journey is somewhere far from perfect. But that’s okay. One’s life does not need to be perfect to be wonderful.

Few months back, I hesitantly decided to enroll into a Math course, something that I never thought before. Even until now, if I tried to think back, I still could not figure out the reason that made me decide it. It’s June now. And I am half way done with the course. In fact, I had finished all the lecturer-based course this week. And to my surprised, I hate to end the course.