Quiet Storm

A blow up catches all of us by surprise unless it’s a false alarm that never gets out of hand. It brews and broods quietly, instead of the volatile explosion we expect it becomes a quiet storm that comes and goes without ruffling too many feathers. Only the person in the eye of the storm feels the impact and everything else is left intact, how amazing is that? For all that damage to happen in one area and leave the rest untouched.
Violence is not always beautiful but at times it’s necessary to remove obstacles along the way but if we all seethe inside calmly and with control, then the spark doesn’t have to become a full blown fire but there are times we need a bomb to level everything out and start afresh. New beginnings have so much promise and the journey is mostly a surprise because we cannot predict what’s likely to happen but just that chance makes such a difference and gives hope where there was none and that is the beauty.
Fact and truth vary, facts are set in stone and cannot be changed but the truth is yours to own and twist and change as you deem fit. The tears will be shed after a bad day but on the brighter side that is a day lived and however it turned out, its one down in the big picture that is life.
Cheers to the storm that is living :-)