10 October 2010. I have been writing since I was in school. I used to write pages in one go, in the flow. Asking why is the world this way, why humans react so much. That time I was full of questions and curiosity, now I have answers..
I choose to be a fighter, I choose to be a protector, I choose to be a defender, I choose to be a nurturer.
I choose to fight the wrong, I choose to be the voice for justice, I choose to make the noise, I choose to be the change, I choose to be fearless, I choose to be unstoppable.
I choose to be a rebel, a dreamer, a truth teller, a way shower. But first, I choose to be a human.
Today is the day when I cannot control my anger anymore. I have seen every kind of pain. Sometimes the pain and anger creeps in and gets on my nerves. Sometimes I wonder why me , why I always had breakthroughs in all those struggles. Then I realise it’s a life of destiny and I choose to take the call to be the voice.