Few days back I don’t remember what was the topic but while I was talking to one of my friends I told him, “I’m really unlucky”. He asked me, “why”? The only thing that came to my mind was my routine days. Thinking that, I answered him, “my happy days never end up good”. He said to me that I was just crazy! That was a common conversation I laughed at and we changed the topic.

But after that conversation, something forced me to think again and again why I believe I’m unlucky! I asked myself, okay! Now you are alone; feel comfortable dear, and tell why you are unlucky!! Are you all concerned about just happy ending?

Days were passing and this question always popped up in my mind, “why”? I didn’t know how to answer my own question. From that day, every night staying awake long, I used to think about every little moment that I passed during days. Happy moment, bad feelings; there are times I get bored and also considered about others affection in my lifetime, everyone and everything!

Well the conclusion was very simple it’s not about days not about other people. It’s just about me. How do I verify every single event that comes to me!! How could I forget that there is a fact; sunny days end up with rainy days, days in nights, birth in death and so on! Everything happens one after one, whole universe obey this simple rule, then what’s wrong with gloomy and sad moments!! They should exist because they make happy moments, lead good feelings and stick as good memories in my mind. That make me try hard, make my days shine and I always wait for that time! No matter how short or long it is! At the end I find that I had really happy days and many experiences in exchange of my sad days which taught me how to live a life.

It’s MY life and luck cant lock my ways to happiness and being crazy is the best luck in my whole life.

So, be crazy and happy always! 🙂

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I believe in eyes. I believe eyes can show the inner side of people, their hearts, their thoughts, the stories behind their smiles. Eyes  don’t tell lie. Just  a glance at them is enough.

But there is an exception. Few days ago while I was reading a book someone attracted me. A person who was at the other side of mirror. I hardly look at her eyes but that time I decided to look at her eyes. Well I was thinking she is not amendable to reason. Whenever I look at her she gazes me. I don’t know why but it never happened that she feel ashamed of me. Actually it isn’t her only impudence. Sometimes when I feel sad and gloomy I sit vis-à-vis of the mirror and cry well instead of consolation she start crying with an ugly and grim faced. When I look at her in this situation I stop to cry and try make her calm. Seems she needs help more than me ; or whenever I get bored and make silly faces in front of mirror or wear makeup, she does the same. Seems she has nothing to do except she does whatever I do huh!

Ok I am enough patient to accept these prevalent things. You judge I won’t look , whenever I’m angry and tell her you are insane she points me and tell me you are insane.

Well nowadays I do some tricks for example I tell her you are very beautiful and that crazy girl without knowing what I am going to talk about  feels happy and tells me you are very beautiful. An unwanted complement 😛

I was absorbed in thinking that suddenly I found myself with a book in my hands while I was watching two eyes. Two eyes that hardly try to read it. She was looking at me with her serious look.

She is tough one for me. I don’t know why I can’t see her as she is. I don’t know why I  am not kind with her.

I smiled at her, those eyes smiled at me back. I don’t know why but at that moment I wanted to hug her I felt she was really alone. The day passed but whatever happened between us stayed.

Every morning I look at her eyes and try to understand what she wants from me. I do my best to make her happy.

Try to notice those eyes in the mirror. They need you more than anyone else.

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Is there anyone who can help me telling me if the following text is correct? Thanks so much!

This product is realized with an ancient Japanese technique called Raku.
The working process combines all the natural Elements: Earth, Water, Air, Fire, and produces a variety of unique results.
It starts with the Earth (Clay) to create the object. In the Air it dries. With the Fire is made the first burning, to get the “biscuit”.
Then it is painted with particular hand-made glazes, realized by the artist with metal oxides, and fired again.
When the temperature is reached, every single piece is extracted from the kiln and put in a box, with combustible material inside.
During this step the object undergoes a strong thermal shock and it could develop characteristic cracks on the enamel surface; these are peculiarities and not defects.
After the closure of the box, Air and Fire melt together and induce a strong reduction of oxygen.
This step causes the reaction of the metal oxides, that randomly emerge. Otherwise, unpainted parts become black by smoking.
Finally Water stops the reduction process and clean the object from the combustion residues.
The result, in tones and shades, will be random, such as Nature creates, and for this reason every piece is unique and unrepeatable.

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He was born in Rosario Province, Argentina
My country is still proud of having been his homeland
However, his dream of emancipating countries
took his rebel spirit far away from this land
Such noble were his aspirations that they became
worthwhile of coming true
Truly, he had the chance of a lifetime
In 1953, his destiny lead him to travel across
so many lands by motorbike
His legacy was a diary about this journey
called The Motorcycle Diaries
By mean of this out of common trip, he got to know a lot about
third-country-world countries
He couldn´t stand observing
the oppression of Imperialism doctrine

He had to make a historic revolution
But, his family raised him to be a doctor
He also wanted to fulfill that expectation
After leaving Medical school, he started to save lives
Thousands of miles
He fought for equality in rights and emancipation
He achieved the liberation of Cuba
But that was not his ultimate goal to reach
He thought big
He was brave enough in order to speak for
each and every unvoiced country

Unfortunately, there are still some succeeds
which are impossible to have
In 1967, death knocked at his door, when he was 39 years
Actually, his ashes remain in Cuba
But the flame of his soul still lives on in
Those who believe in the power of revolution
After all, he was a realistic man who tried to do the impossible
Indeed, he always expected people from all over the world
to straighten up their hearts
His name was Ernesto Che Guevara
This is my humble tribute to such a stout-hearted revolutionist
Some may hate his name
Some others may admire to his achievements
What is undeniable is that Ernesto
is a larger-than-life historical figure
What is more, he has become
a cultural icon across the world

There are still many people who stand up for his name
There are some others who don’t support his idealism
There is just one truth, above all
Never will Guevara´s name be forgotten
Hasta siempre comandante …

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I was walking through a road…a long one. I looked straight to see where it extended up to..but couldn’t see that clear for it looked faint in the misty air that followed. The sky was clear and blue, beneath where I stepped with hope not letting my dreams fall from my hands. As I walked, I looked into the green grasses that bore colorful flowers and I was pleased to see them and wanted to collect some! But I suddenly realized that these tender would not be of any use in my long journey to an unknown yet seemingly Himalayan destination. I decided to continue my journey leaving behind these sweet flowers. I walked long along the long road. Days and nights passed, but I didn’t stop by. I was hungry,exhausted and weak…but  my dreams gave me all the strength that would be and could be there on this universe! One day, I just began to think of my destination…but I came to the realization that I was not satisfied with my journey that lead me to an unknown destiny…and I thought how far and how long could I keep walking!? will I  reach my destination ever? I felt like losing hope, lacking strength to walk further! My foot trembled with numbness. I stopped all of a sudden. I just looked beside me, there lied the same grass with those sweet and beautiful flowers. They always admire me, but I used to ignore them all the days when they were with me all my way…I felt guilty…I threw my dreams away in the misty air and decided to go with the flowers instead of the rest of my life. The flowers were happy and they gave me better dreams and showed me a new path to reached a clear destiny. I thanked the flowers and went on… And sometimes it happens…Changes are inevitable in life! Something uncertain can always mislead you. But a bit of certainty can bring much meaning in to your life 🙂

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This is my first time to be here. Last few days I am continuously searching a site in google from where I can write something to improve my writing English. Finally, I found this site. Looks like this is a great site that exactly I was looking for.

I was logged in a chat room and I am so surprised to see that this is one of the decent chat rooms I have ever visited. I had a chat with few persons and all of them are very nice as well as very helpful person.

I asked them how can I improve my writing skills. They gave me few tips . A nice lady from Tehran she was also very helpful but I don’t want to mention her name.

I am thinking I will write everyday something as my English writing practice. Rather than just watching TV I will express my self by writing in English here. I hope moderator will correct my mistake and will help to get my writing better.

This is a great site and I am really grateful to you for building such a nice site like this.

Bye for now.

Regards,
David

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