I am in London. and they say London is a sad city, a combination of the gloomy weather and the lack of interaction between people. Just like most of the bustling cities.
The british accent still nevertheless gives me enough reason to fall in love with this city. Imagine a smart looking guy in suit speaking eloquently with a british accent, radiating a sense of elegance enough to dazzle you. Not to mention head over heels.
Upon arrival, the beau was standing at the arrival hall wearing a big smile, big enough to drain away the fatigue from the 30 hours long hauling flight. Definitely a good way to start my holiday. The weather was very welcoming, an unusual 30C sunny day, at least for london's standard.
I love arrival hall. It always signifies a new start, a new chapter of life. It's made even better when you know you are going to see a familiar face at the other end of the gate. It just gives you loads of hopes and rooms for imagination knowing that anything could happen after you walk away from the arrival hall into a new segment of life.
Just when I was pondering over my decision, my grandma's wise words thundered through my brain. "Do not be afraid to try because no matter what, you know at least you have tried".
What you are going to regret more is not what you have done, but what you have not done. I just couldn't help but wonder, how much counrage does one need in order to be adventurous and how tough one has to be to face the consequences. We all know it's just a matter of trial and error but before we can come to that conclusion, the five stages of loss can be quite gruelsome to go through.
The british accent still nevertheless gives me enough reason to fall in love with this city. Imagine a smart looking guy in suit speaking eloquently with a british accent, radiating a sense of elegance enough to dazzle you. Not to mention head over heels.
Upon arrival, the beau was standing at the arrival hall wearing a big smile, big enough to drain away the fatigue from the 30 hours long hauling flight. Definitely a good way to start my holiday. The weather was very welcoming, an unusual 30C sunny day, at least for london's standard.
I love arrival hall. It always signifies a new start, a new chapter of life. It's made even better when you know you are going to see a familiar face at the other end of the gate. It just gives you loads of hopes and rooms for imagination knowing that anything could happen after you walk away from the arrival hall into a new segment of life.
Just when I was pondering over my decision, my grandma's wise words thundered through my brain. "Do not be afraid to try because no matter what, you know at least you have tried".
What you are going to regret more is not what you have done, but what you have not done. I just couldn't help but wonder, how much counrage does one need in order to be adventurous and how tough one has to be to face the consequences. We all know it's just a matter of trial and error but before we can come to that conclusion, the five stages of loss can be quite gruelsome to go through.
2 comments:
Yes, let's regret not.
I am just back from ireland too.. your blog brought up some lovely memories :)
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