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Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Anticipation /9:11 PM

Today is the kind of day where you painstakingly shut your eyes and hope for greatest moment of your life ever; and she left you waiting with your pursed lips

Today is the kind of day where you brilliantly hold your breath, because something big was coming round; it was no more than fate.

Today is the kind of day when you slap yourself, hoping to resume reality, and nothing happens; you keep slapping yourself and it burns on the surface but you don't stop... the endurance has a limit and your eyes leak precious emotions but nothing has changed.

And I anticipated something greater, a revolution without radicalization, a paradigm shift without upheaval, but it was only chaos and no more.

One at a time, it gets torn down. The dreams you have been weaving since young and when you grow old and ready to trump new heights, somebody blows your plans into the distant gale.

The shredded pieces I huddle over; to protect the remains of our work but anticipation has only reaped disappointment.

Harsh disappointment and sheer ridicule.

And more than that.

Pathetic failure...

Talk about email formalities.. when you can't even grasp the true meaning of leadership.

You want to make a change? Fine, make it then take it... take everything.

Pardon me for the ranting, it will stop, soon, enough, right when everything....

And what were you anticipating for when you read the title of this post?

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"I am not young enough to know everything." -- Oscar Wilde



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