Well, that's what I still think, but I am in a rut at work--I hate my job,' I said, allowing my emotions to find words.

Fear drags me into the slums of the emotions. But when I move into love, the penthouse of emotions, I choose a completely different neighborhood. The valley below transforms into a spectacular, unobstructed view reminding me of how far I have come.

I would put myself in the attitude to look in the eye an abstract truth, and I cannot. I blench and withdraw on this side and on that. I seem to know what he meant who said, No man can see God face to face and live.

Fear is the foremost reason for failures in the lives of quite a few people amongst us.

Your fear of the truth does not hide or dilute it.

Death makes us forget everything we love and loved ones at the most fearful moment of doubt on loosing our lives. This moment convinces us how much we are selfish of struggling to save ourselves rather than saving others. It would be worthy to live as we do not need to make a choice like that by not getting bounded much in relationships or being indifferent by loosing you to yourself and loosing others to yourself.