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another Wednesday reminder

Hola,

It’s pretty cool when life hands you some lemons which hardly have any juice in them, rendering them useless for making lemonade, and you will just carry those lemons in hopes of ever getting to sell them.

Makes no sense, does it?

I know.

Now when you look forward and work in order to change what has become your destiny, wherein you’re going to fall several times over before reaching someplace good, you give up some of the benefits life has offered you and strive towards attaining a change of pace.

This ideology has been the beacon, for a while now, and yes, more power to the universe, for it has to face a formidable force such as meself.

Let’s follow along to see what’s in the store for the rest of me life.

Gracias, adiós.

~amirflame

just wednesday

Hola.

All good things are hard to keep up with, like meself, trying and failing miserably at keeping this blog afloat.

I have left out the part where I did wishful thinking and hoped that I would do pretty much all that I would plan to do the following week, and despite dearest life’s countless gifts, I would get some things done and while harbour another load of tasks and things to do for the coming week, which I would fail to do yet again miserably. My point being, you do not know what you will be served on the next day, heck, next minute, and all your plannings would go down the drain because none of your plannings had unforeseen expenditure of time towards things that are uncalled for and yet, impossible to ignore.

Yes, it is agreeable that no procrastinator has ever been successful enough to the point where he can say that his procrastination is what brought him this success. No one does that, because it doesn’t bring anything but disappointment.

So yeah, unforeseen tasks are real, and they cannot be ignored. Regardless of what your careful planning had thought of.

I know, I shouldn’t be starting me day with such a “cheerful” thought, but hey, I have done some of the work that I had planned out for today, so I get one pass.

Nevertheless, happy Wednesday!

Adiós.

Wishful Wednesday #6

Hey there.

This week was weirdly boring at times, while full of meaningful information on several occasions.

This week I…

finished The 4 Hour Work Week by Tim Ferris. Took me long enough,

visited yet another pond and sighted 43 bird species precisely, which I recorded and reported to eBird (this is my new hobby, and I can safely say that I love birdwatching, just can’t get enough of it.),

wrote a little,

worked a little less,

tried to live a little,

and hoped for the best,

because I just could never be prepared enough for the worst.

#makingprogress?

Take Care.

~amirflame

Wishful Wednesday #4

Hello! How is everything?

This is yet another entry when I am typing in order to record my past week’s performance in terms of pretty much everything that matters.

After finishing Happy Sexy Millionaire, I have started reading “The 4-Hour Work Week” by Tim Ferris. And I have to say, that this book is a masterpiece, no doubt about it. Although I’m one-third into the book, but the relevance it has with the reality and practicality of life is amazing. I hope to read more of it and will share more details once I finish it, hopefully next week.

The friend’s wedding program went smoothly with so much fun. Everything about those days was amazing and nostalgic, where friends of over 9 years reunited and turned the world upside down, in their own odd ways. Amazing experience it was.

About one part, which is pretty much constant, regardless of how many hours I keep myself busy, the lingering, nostalgic and excruciatingly draining feeling always creeps in. Can’t help it, no matter what.

With so many thoughts in the head, and too little words at my disposal to express my overview of the week, it was good, but not whole. I suppose no week is going to be whole. Nevertheless, take care.

~amirflame

Wishful Wednesday #3

Hey there, everyone! How is everything? I hope you’re all good.

This week has provided me with a very diverse range of experiences, so here I’ll start with discussing the major ones.

First, this week I finished reading “Happy Sexy Millionaire by Steven Bartlett”, and to review this insanely informative and moving book with a keen biographical edge, I’ll have to say it was a good read and I learned some valuable lessons about how to develop and manage my skillset, about value of hard work and humility. I highly recommend this book for a quick read.

Second, the Jodhpur visit was a successful one indeed, having visited a bit of the city in the short period of time I was given, it was a memorable one, all things considered.

Third, preparing for and being part of a friend’s wedding next week, one of the best nights I had. About best nights, for some reason this week had an abundance of those.

Fourth, the field visit to Jorbeer was an exhilarating experience, witnessing those majestically beautiful creatures was an other worldly experience. Thankfully, I have been blessed to work in wilderness as a research scholar, surrounded with the natural beauty in its totality and serenity.

Overall, it was a fun week, with tones of music, love, appreciation and clarity. Looking forward to more of this kind of weeks. Until then, Ciao.

~amirflame

misconceptions

Hey there.

Welcome back.

As they say, there are things that you can have and then there are things that you just can’t have regardless of how strongly you want them. This in fact is the reality of pretty much everything that goes on in this world. One would think her entire life that the key probably is perseverance to attain personal order and peace and she would give her all to pursue it as long as she is honest with her goals. The other would think the power lies in prayer to obtain what you can’t have; she would have faith and carry out every rite and ritual prescribed therein to justify her desires as well as her faith.

It is the hour of devastation that would correct the misconceptions that humans have started to preserve and follow; it is then when you would realize that neither the hardest work nor the divine powers of prayer would save you. You would lose every single time, no matter what you do. Some of them then would rebound after the hardship saying it is what it is; that it is God’s way of doing things. While some would curl up in their beds and write these pointless pieces of passage, trying to make sense when their minds cannot.

Peace.

~ amir flame

Canvas!

(How are we doing, folks? Since nobody wonders how we’re all doing, I thought I’d give it a shot.)

She slept longer than usual

Under the mattress of fiction;

The crinkles on her face, in a duel

With the light, forged an eerie kin.

Kin with the certain and the vague;

A novel scene on a canvas well aged.

She was gone, yet her motion in lag

Still drew songs of love well-fazed.

~amirflame©

Stranger!

It’s about the stranger silence.

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Love it, when I need it;
And hate in its abundance.
Induces warmth of intimacy,
When winter takes in its embrace.
Knowns become of help,
When need is at its paramount.
But helpless I sometimes feel,
When all I get is prejudice of justice.
The silent stare in the dark
And a timid whisper to myself
Give notice of something unusual,
That, sometimes, a stranger is all
One needs to fill the vacancy of a moment.
<amirflame>