Alive

I feel the best when I feel free

The beauty of the bare night sky will always amaze me more than crowded dance bars.

The afternoons I can spend curled up in my couch and reading my favourite books are when I feel the most alive.

The feel of fresh air and the smell of flowers interest me more than the best perfume stores.

A little time with my close ones relieves me more than spending my evenings in front of the screen.

Looking at the waves come and go lets me experience the kind of solitude I would want to live for.

Giving myself the time I need and finding my ways to actualise the real meaning of ‘happy’ for my own self means more than anything to me.

Letting my hair fly free, letting myself get lost in the breeze, I feel like the petals of dandelions rising swiftly in the air.

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Pay back

They provide shelter when you sweat.

They provide wood when you build, write and read.

They provide fruits when you starve.

They are the home to your cattle in rains and storms.

They provide oxygen for you to live.

WE DO NOT HONOUR OR CHERISH THEM BUT THE LEAST WE CAN DO IS LET THEM BREATH. 💚

Little things 🌸

The past few days have been a little difficult for me. At times, all of us may face situations wherein we feel life’s a complete mess. Everything around seems dull and nothing helps to get out of that feeling.
When you feel you haven’t figured out the uncertainties and have no idea of the path ahead.
But gradually, I realised that it is nothing so much severe and all it takes for us is a little hope and a little time.
Find ways to engage yourselves and stay positive.
To my rescue, I talked with family, friends and loved ones and those conversations are a sure shot for making me feel okay.
I tried to binge on some interesting shows, went for an outing with my cousin and suddenly felt happy.
There are tough times but you will always get through them.
At the end, it’s the simple things in life that matter.
At the end, I continue to stick to what I love the most- I write!

Break

Take some time out,

And ditch all the doubts

Dive into your solitude and pour the gratitude 

It is okay to not be fine

Sleep if you want, wake up and run if you wish

Stay untidy like you please or pamper yourself with a spa breeze.

Munch on the veggies or dig in the junk

Read your favourite book or watch your favourite show.

Roam out with your friends or gift your family some time.

For once, let go all the stress and focus on loving yourself 

For this canvas is yours to paint on

with all the strokes you please 

Each will live a trace

So make sure to practice it with grace

This life is a one time show.

Do not let it go.15548DF6-4E1D-465C-AEA4-A60565689F4B

Lifetime

3F42CDAC-046E-4C7A-91FD-58084723C6ACThere needs to be a time,

When you are more mine

Where i can hold on to it all

Where we don’t have to face this fall

It amazes me how all of it passed

All it took was a breath and a gasp

The laughs I’ve shared here were the loudest

The fears I overcame here were the scariest

The tears I’ve shed here were the thickest

The lessons I’ve learned here will be the biggest

When it all sums up and gives me a lifetime joy

My heart screams ahoy!

No one will say none will scream out loud 

But deep down we all know

The heart got lucky enough to stay

Doesn’t have boundaries that compel it to walk away

It stays were it belongs

A part of it will always long

Long for a little more time a little more mine

Maybe a little lifetime.

The loss

There is no greater loss than the loss of a human.
You love a person, or hate them. You are fond of them or irritated by them. All of it matters only till you are together. Once the person is gone, you miss even the stupidest things about them. And the tragedy is, they don’t seem stupid anymore. The worst thing you can do a to a person is taking them for granted. The worst mistake you can do in your life is not knowing someone’s worth. The love, hatred, joy, friendship, relationship or the bond. All of it exists only till the person does. The person’s talks turn into echoes that fill your ears, the blur sight you try to visualise turns into your tears, their habits turn into your memories, their things and belongings remind you of incidents with them and their laugh turns into something you will forever miss. It is strange how suddenly one day, the person is gone forever and all you had to tell them, all you had to do with them or all the time you had to spend with them becomes just a wish and how you feel you had done that earlier. All of it turns into regrets now
So let go off all the chaos and value each person from your heart.
Because no matter, what bad a person does, it is never enough to justify their lifetime absence.

PS: my grandparents will always hold the warmest corner of my heart.

The Tricolor’s bright dawn

God couldn’t be everywhere
So he sent someone on his behalf
Someone who chose to be on the border,and did not bother
Being on borders of the city
Considering it their duty
The city which defines beauty and proves our identity
The city they wanted to take away
For which they found new evil way
But we will guard, we will stay.
They ask why it belongs to us,
For when the city is in our hands,
The white color covering the land will always be snow
And never be the ashes of people burnt
They will never know
Its our temple, its our land
Our god would never ask for slaughtered animals
But will cut himself
For the sake of motherland
The city will be safe
Being converged in orange,white and green
The city will be ours as it has always been.

P.S “write hard and clean about what hurts