all i can give is my shoulder..

What can I do
To understand, to make it better
What can I do
To wipe your tears, and dry your eyes
What can I say
To ease your pain, and make it vanish
All I can do is be there for you
And all I can give is my shoulder. .

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stars.

Simba: Dad?

Mufasa: Hmm?

Simba: We're pals, right?
Mufasa: Right.
Simba: And we'll always be together, right?

Mufasa: Simba, let me tell you something my father told me.

Look at the stars.

The great kings of the past are up there, watching over us.

Simba: Really?

Mufasa: Yes. So whenever you feel alone, just remember that those kings will always be there to guide you. And so will I. .

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success is failure turned inside out.

Success is failure turned inside out;

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;

And you never can tell how close you are,

It may be near when it seems afar;

So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit;

It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit.

did anyone manage to figure out the secret to the worlds most sought after question? what is the secret to success?

some say hard work, others say its confidence whilst many harp on about self belief.

Whenever i get asked about success, there is only one poem that my father showed me and one quote that my mother instilled in me that pulls me through :

Success is 20% hard work and 80% confidence. Work hard for something you love without bothering for results, success will follow.

and in times when that drive dampens down :

“Don’t Quit”

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,

When the funds are low and the debts are high,

And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit,

Rest! if you must; but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,

As everyone of us sometimes learns,

And many a failure turns about

When he might have won had he stuck it out;

Don’t give up, though the pace seems slow;

You might succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than

It seems to a faint and faltering man,

Often the struggler has given up

When he might have captured the victor’s cup.

And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,

How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out;

The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;

And you never can tell how close you are,

It may be near when it seems afar;

So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit;

It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit.

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Do you believe in heaven?

And let your best be for your friend. If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him
know its flood also. For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to
kill? Seek him always with hours to live. For it is his to fill your need, but not your
emptiness. And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of
pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
Khalil Gibran - The Prophet

In the face of integrity we find our true selves, Right? Well its been a tough week, one where no words can ease the pain..

I miss being a child, a time when 'they're sleeping' was an adequate reply to the most traumatising question. why can't my heart still continue to believe it?
Through it all i know wherever you are, you're watching over us, probably laughing at the way we're all reacting but know that it signifies how much you meant.

Ever realised that if you do believe in heaven how each persons perspective on it differs. I decided that i needed a creative outlook on this, and in dedication to him I wanted to create a layout which i felt signified or atleast managed to do justice to that emotion that words failed to.
so i set about trying to find images which i believe depicted heaven in my eyes, here is one :



to a great guy, you're an angel somewhere far away, but your presence will never truly leave us, for all the hearts you touched, for all the memories we cling to and most importantly for you...we will never let go.


r.i.p x
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showcase.

Back home now :) to the luxuries of home cooked food and plenty of fussing over (a girl needs it every now and then!)
so i spent some time being pathetic and nostalgic and found some of my old artwork from my previous website. Sadly i can't seem to find many of my layouts, but the quest is on. Till then here's the showcase :

buttons ♥


offerings, graphics and other riff raff ♥



disclaimer: these graphics were drawn, modified and animated by me, and therefore i have complete rights over them :)

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they call it the life of a student..

Lost all motivation to work, and i'm finding absolutely any excuse to procrastinate. I guess I need a fear instilled in me, either that or a good slap.

eitherway, I started experimenting with a new app on my iphone, I have a recent obsession with polaroid pictures, who cares about the digital world?

so i took random pictures of the organised mess that i live in.

Renaissance.

My first introductory blogpost. How I've missed the world of the web =)

To start off I am a student studying medicine at Imperial college London. This blog was made as a breakaway from the mundane reality of everyday life. I have an ingrained passion for web-designing which has sadly been long forgotten.

So I start this blog in the hope of reinstating that passion, and in the hope that this can be my everyday escape. Welcome to my journey..