WHAT YOU DIDN'T KNOW I LIKED ABOUT YOU

So lately I was discussing with a friend. In the midst of the discussion, he wiped open his phone screen and asked: "How much do you think he is worth?" Referring to someone who passed as influential to him.

I cast my glance at him, "Nothing!" I said calmly.

"You are a joker. You mean you don't know who he is?" He asked again.

I breathed a sigh of relief with my mind made up that a response from me would never see the light of the day. There is something I secretly call the "Underground Theory."

The world and its people are so fast that if you are not cautious, you might be knocked down by the fast and trampling go-lucky people. As opposed to how any other person perceives it, my value system for your success lies in your history.

I like to believe I 'm weird or perhaps old-fashioned but this is one part about you that thrills me.

I am a firm optimist, therefore the future has no choice than to be better than yesterday.

In my head, it's a mathematical K- constant. This does not mean challenges won't pop up. C'mon what's a movie without a climax?

What I mean is that no matter how stormy the weather is, you will always sail ashore.

Humble beginnings are relished areas of interest for me. I am a sucker for biographies and autobiographies. A colleague made a joke about me being a good fit for the CSI but life can't be that serious, I promise.

If you are just leaving the confines of your shell and contemplating on taking your first step. I have deep respect for you.

Make the most out of those moments, create memories that you will look back at someday too. Perhaps you might be the next Throwback Thursday Ambassador.

It is ok to dwaddle slowly, faster then progress to running.

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