how life can change..

My last week could be summarised like this:

The week started awesome, a lot of fun.
Than there was the message about Bombay being attacked,
and the fun became worries, and sadness.
Sadness because apparently terrorism can't be stopped,
if nobody's going to do something.
Never before I felt such a strong desire to have peace in the world,
to have people living together without fights, wars and innocent people dying.
Why do people look like I told the greatest fairytale ever,
when I say to them that terrorism can be stopped or at least reduced
if the whole world unites?
It's not a fairytale,
but if nobody believes in peace,
there will NEVER be peace.

Lately I feel like I keep saying the same things,
but I just have to keep telling people
that they could make peace, as long as they try hard enough.
As long as they really, really, really want it.

My love for the country called India,
my love for my favourite city in the world, called Bombay,
makes me want to fight all wars, all violence.
Not with weapons.
Not by killing everyone that disagrees with me.
By words, by showing others what you can reach by love,
by the power of friendship and by the power of truly believing in your own dreams.
And following them wherever they take you.

That's exactly what I'm going to do:
Last week gave me a new dream bigger than life,
somehow I'm gonna bring a little peace to the world.
Even if it's the littlest bit ever,
it's a dream to die for.
A dream to follow forever,
a dream to follow until I reach my goal.
Nobody can stop me.