“Eternal Heroes”. by :Andrew Thabah. Shillong,India.

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IMG_1468  Andrew Banbhalang Thabah, Shillong,India.

ETERNAL HEROES

In the stillness of silence, I pondered

What are the great lives made of?

Doth they possess extraordinary strength-

Innate, acquired or divine intervention?

Luther, Gandhi and Teresa we know,

Ye noble life for all to see;

Immortalized deeds in the sands of time,

Cemented eternally in the earth’s folklore.

The narrow path of struggled and pain;

They have travelled, they have been through;

Easing the pangs of the grief stricken

The poor, the needy, the downtrodden,

The sick, the heartless and the soul-less world.

A solace of sort for the unfortunate,

A smile they bring unto the brows;

The face that bore the scars of darkness;

The burning desire, the iron-willed,

The great substance of strong mettle;

Selflessly giving, selflessly serving

to end the misery of humanity.

Wondering how such lives are made of,

Of the ordinary and the Halo nature,

Touch the altitude of the endless sky

Their greatness stretch beyond horizon

The answer lies not in the rich and mighty-

But living and striving a life

Of great conviction and true humility

Of valor and of character

The greatest reward for all to see;

The ‘crown of greatness on thy forehead’

Forever there shall it be.

 

 

 

“The Monster within”, by: Abigail Mawrie, Shillong,India.

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  Abigail.T.Mawrie. Shillong,India.

“ The Monster Within”.

Did you believe in monsters when you were a child? Have you ever asked your parents to check under the bed or the closet? It’s normal to be afraid, especially if you were a child but I know even adults feel scared sometimes.

Their monster is different from the imaginary ones that we feared as children. If a house is haunted, a person would either move out or have it blessed. But what if it’s not the house that is haunted by a monster? What if the monster that you fear is living inside your head?NO…,I’m not talking about a “demonic possession”. I am talking about the abusive monster that echoes negative thoughts in your mind. The monster that turns you against yourself. That rips your self esteem into shreds.

This monster rented my mind once, well it was actually for five years but hey… who keeps the counts. Right?? I don’t know how it started and why it started but I know for sure that it was five years of chaotic hell. I was tortured by this monster, emotionally and mentally. It was such an awful time, it got so bad that it effected my physical well being.    It was a battle between me and this monster and I know I won’t let him win.

I felt so beaten, broken and lonely. The loneliness was the worst part. Feeling lonely when you are actually alone is one thing, but feeling lonely when you are with your friends and family : well I have to tell you, it is by far the worst feeling that I have ever felt during the short 20 years of my life. For a time being, the monster crippled me and as hard as I have to confess this…. He crushed my pride. It was only thing left in me but that too was contaminated by the negativities of the monster. I wanted it to end. Honestly speaking, I was ready to give up and to lay myself six feet beneath the earth. Some how, during the darkest moments of my life, reason touched me. It gave me some clarity. I love God, my family and friends. I cannot go out this way. I cannot let myself spiral down to selfishness. I’m going to fight one last fight. I will forgive myself for the physical harm that I inflicted on my body. I will pick myself up and face this monster. At that point, I realized that it’s time for me to take control of my mind and emotions. You must be wondering, from where did this hope and strength come from? Although quitting and surrendering to this monster seems so pleasing and temptation seems to seep into my heart so easily; But I knew I had to stand strong. I cannot let God down. He was the only one who understood. I have to admit, somedays I question him and his existence but I realized latter on, that he fought for me. That tiny silver lining that I clung on to was him all along. He gave me strength and courage to go through what I had to go through. God helped me a lot. He even sent angels to help me pass this horror like phase of my life.

This monster invaded my  mind and life to a point where I could not remember the feelings of happiness. At that point of time, I did not know what happiness is. Feeling hollow and melancholic seems so normal to me. The very tiny crumb of peace in my mind scared me. I was not use to it and this would make me sink lower and lower into the dark abyss that I created for myself. It was definitely a difficult time for me. I was shackled to this monster. He filled my mind with un-necessary guilt, anger, self hatred, low esteem, paranoia and self doubt. I could not escape him, not even in my dreams. I hated the fact that he made me fear sleeping and waking up. Well, in all honesty, it came from God’s grace. He gave me courage to face this monster and dance the final dance.

Today, I feel better. Yes, somedays are  still tough but that’s alright. I am here now, I am alive and breathing. I survived the torment of the monster who has caused the demised of so many. I fought long enough to finally see the light and joy of living again.

As strange as this may sound. I am grateful towards the monster. He though me to be more considerate and value the important things in life. In a way, the monster made me wiser and stronger. Infact, the monster brought me closer to God. This whole experience humbled me.

In the end, I shook hands with the monster and we parted our own ways. Finally I can breathe easy…..,   Helloo life….

You may have given hope to someone you never met. by: Paul Fernandes

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  Paul Fernandes.

What counts in life is not the mere fact that we have lived. It is what difference we have made to the lives of others that will determine the significance of the life we lead.— Nelson Mandela

As we work to create light for others, we naturally light our own way.— Mary Anne Radmacher

Dear Friends:

You may be wondering why do I keep you updated with the views which Imagination Breathing has received. I think it’s Important that you know that by your sharing through social media or by your comments on the page or by sending articles you are making a difference in someone’s life without even knowing whose life you are making an impact. I am deeply grateful to you.  I have been receiving phone calls and emails telling me, “Paul, maybe I cannot write posts, but I will definitely share about Imagination Breathing”.  I have received wishes from a 10 year old to 79 year old person, and that to me it the biggest gift of it all. I have received articles from different people for last few days to be published and I will do so, may be one or two articles in a day. I am a final year student myself and to balance my time between my studies and the blog is quite challenging, but I promise I will do it.

There have been suggestions coming in from different people asking me- if they can send Inspirational pictures, photos and videos (original).  It’s a brilliant Idea, but I would like you’ll to do so after few months- for time being articles will be just fine.

I had a dream to make Imagination Breathing grow worldwide, but I had no idea it would happen so fast. Let me give you an over view of the site-      Imagination breathing has been viewed  approximately  across 15 states in India, It’s also being viewed  in 8 other countries such as  South Africa, USA, Canada, Philippines, UK, Australia, Bulgaria and Ireland.  Approximately 60 people watch it every day around the world . We are entering into our third week  with over 600 views.    If your insight is able to save or give hope to even one person out of the approximate 60 people who watch it every day. Our job is done.

I would like to end with a quote by  Mother Teresa.

If you can’t feed a hundred people, then feed just one.— MOTHER TERESA

Thank you for all the love and support I am receiving. I wish you all the best.

Love and Regards:

Paul

Founder

 Imagination Breathing.