The question remains!

Just something that i came across recently, and something that i have been hearing pretty much all of my life. Just be good, just be nice, just be truthful and life will have it's ways of rewarding you. And today, this exact truth has made me want to write what i've been not been saying out loud : no beauty shines brighter than that of a good heart: does it really? 

I'm not here criticizing the values with which i've been brought up, i'm just here to write down my opinion, my thoughts on this. Why is that that whenever i'm depressed or feel let down, i hear just one of these sentences from people i count on: no one sees the beauty outside, it's the beauty inside that matters, faces don't last but the goodness of the heart never gets old, you have a good heart you just need to keep standing with it. Why am i told to believe in something which is clearly not true.. This world loves and judges by our appearances. What am i to do with my "good" heart, if no one is there to notice it, because they find how i look not so suited to what they are used to seeing around? Life is funny this way, Hilarious at times, when we come to think of it. We lead half our lives in fairy tales, the other half, in the words we read in books or those we hear being sung in the music that soothes our ears, and in between all this, we never realize that we have come to survive in that world we've created. The world which is far from the reality surrounding us, and when that hits us, of course we have a hard time trying to adjust to it.. 

I'm not saying there is no point of being a good person, or that we do all this expecting for something in return or hoping that someone will notice us. It's just done to, probably, scratch away all the wrong that we have done, or in a way, to make a difference in this world, as tiny as it is. We strive through out our lives to get to a point where, maybe, we'll get affection, without a price tag hanging on top of it. Because that is what everyone wants don't they. 

-Stay good, wait and see .Maybe there is a miracle waiting for people like us too somewhere..

rainy days- the best inspiration

a big hello to all those reading my blog.. I'm new here and i have no idea of how things work around here and i sure am not a writer, I'm just a normal girl, who's worried about where this world is taking her and how much my life has been altered. As it may come as a surprise to most of you, i am not a big fan of rain, the downpour just seems too depressing for me to handle, with everything all wet and sad at times. It sort of brings to life my inner fears, fears of how  much i'm scared of people, like these tiny rain drops, hitting and penetrating through my soul and leaving it completely torn. and in these times, i sit and ponder of all the moments in my life where i have felt completely as helpless as i feel during rain. and i must admit, it is these times, where i feel the urge to write the most, and these times, where i think i can actually write down my heart without re-thinking and editing and changing my prose to adjust to what people are accustomed to listening. every person has a story, a reason for who they are, and they take they're own time to get over these stories and sometimes maybe, they never do.. 
enough for my first time..

Piece by piece
Stone by stone
I held you together,
I kept you close,
What did i know,
My slight breeze,
yes, that's that all that it took
to let you apart again..