Who are the winners?

Indeed it's a sour truth that most of us have pretty good experience with failures than successes.I may use few asterisks for this is not the case of all. There exist people who were born to win.
I personally had more loses than wins.
We have so much to go for, so many things to fight for. In between failures kill the spirits perpetually and thanks to the wonderful brain which manipulate it into "stepping stones" and the contribution of the  poor memory too. Wins help in building confidence and also to create more failures sometimes.
Well, life always has an affinity towards failures.
Obviously, deep inside we bludgeon ourselves as losers.
College, career, job, family, expectations,dreams.

Now, read this out.
Let's find out something different.

1. What are dreams?

They are not goals, not plans and not some stupid following-path-mission. They and uniquely and ubiquitously dreams. The ones that never let you sleep. It is the one you think about on every single day until you start living them. So whatever you do, for whatever you fight for, make sure it's for the very dream that inspires to live every second. It doesn't matter if you're stuck in something other, quit it nicely or manage it until you cherish your dreams, because staying reluctantly stagnant increase your failures. Simply, Do what you love. (Even though its not that simple)

2.Why do we fail?

Because we want to. You may not accept this, but it's the truth. In the fathomless abyss of the heart, you don't want those wins for yourself. These were just some short term goals or plans for the ones you really care about. You'll start winning at the moment you start doing things for yourselves. That's not being selfish but just showing self respect. So if you're doing something for others and tired of failing them, stop it and convince your folks.
They'll understand.Maybe you should add an account on how its killing your one and only precious life.

3. Are we losers?

No, we are not. We can't lose what we want. The things we lost were the stuffs that were unnecessary to the heart. If you really need something, or if it's your precious dream, you're gonna get it one day and every single step or attempt towards it is a progress.No matter what, you'll die for it. Never give up, it's worth to fight for what you love.

So in fact we haven't lost anything. And we are never losers.

Dears, let's never get heart sick or sad about what we lost. We have not lost anything we needed so badly.
Keep your heads high and go for what you love.
Don't listen to the words of the world that pushes you back.
Never let the words of comparison Pierce you.
It's you who knows you better than anyone.
Believe.  love.   live.
Never forget to say a good word or offer an arm to the ones you see in between your journey to find yourself.

A change to the blog name!

It's about 4 years since I've started writing this blog. Even though I haven't been a frequent poster or a blogger who always kept track of the events in her life and inspirations on the blog, I love this little world I have. All the posts right from "Dreamcatchers" include everything that have moved me deeply. I write when I feel like the saturation point of holding no more emotions to myself and that means all the moments of writing each of the posts were the edgy times of my life.

I'm still at the state of ambiguity about why I started a blog. I was 16 and just felt like my writings would look amazing with classic backgrounds, pictures and eerie fonts and obviously it was cool to have a blog. Later I discovered that the true emotion of writing in a blog was 'freedom'
and a tranquil escape from chaos to myself. Hits,comments,shares,followers and popularity were all truly least of my concern for never once I've shared the blog on my social network walls. I wanted the world to read what I've written, I wanted them to discover it someday naturally. I don't mind waiting.

I named it 'The rise of a Phoenix' for the sake of fascination with Phoenix birds.The incredible and beautiful idea of a life growing out of fire which was the invincible destruction of the same, but after 4 years I feel like I've not been writing to grow into something magnificent, I wanted to abscond  from the world and the part of the growth it induced in me. Writing was forgetting everything and being me to the fullest. It was my oblivion.
A happy oblivion.
So dears, here I'm changing the blog name to 'Happy oblivion'.

Love
Ankitha.