For the past few weeks, as one who has a passion for arts, I have had my roller-coaster ride of emotions.
I'm really not an artist, just a person who would like to share my thoughts and what my mind's eye saw with the rest of the world... And then hope that there will be those who appreciate my dysfunctional way of showing them. But like everything else in my life, pride disturbs the flow of expression and holds me back most of the time. And the times that I managed to break away from its cage are always so, very short-lived.
Little gesture of kindness and understanding make my hearts soar with joy. However, the monstrous pride lurks in the