You classified and segregated us in types like:
1 the obedient ones:
who no matter what, would never raise her voice against you, the gullible ones
2 the pampered ones:
the ones who expect the same kind of love from her in-laws like her parents
3 the spoilt ones:
the ones who love the self love stories, who love their mind, body, opinion before anyone else’s
4 the slutty ones
the ones who think they have the same freedom as boys do, the ones who are not stopped by night for anything they wanna do
5 the kind ones:
the ones who you can easily be convinced or forced to sacrifice anything even if it is their dream
6 the bizarre ones:
the ones who think age is just a number and who think aging is a concept just for the body not their heart or mind (I LOVE THEM THE MOST – THE TIMELESS BEAUTIES)
7 the pretty ones:
the fair, thin, classy, wears pink and does not apply make up, does not wear glasses ones
8 the intelligent ones:
the ones who can handle all the house work and still perform well in academics
and excel at their hobbies too (WHO CARES)
9 the beauty with brains:
they’ re TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
10 fake ones:
the ones who apply a lot of make up, the ones who think getting ready without occasions and being over dressed is just okay and a matter of their choice
but little did you know we weren’t old house scrap to be kept in boxes and wrapped .We were all books, while some had musical love stories in them, other had hardcore murder mysteries and you will never know when the OBEDIENT ONES would be done with the silent planning and start executing everything they planned these years, the PAMPERED ONES would accept the difference between parents and in-laws which you showed her and now she does not crave pampering from others, the SPOILT ONES would fall in love again with their own self and this time it will be stronger and forever, SLUTTY ONES would list down all weakness of these patriarchs while she hangouts with them, KIND ONES would again sacrifice but this time it will be with their consent and for them for the first time, BIZARRE ONES would use all their experience they got while aging, the PRETTY ONES whom you made to wear pink in order to be a girl would change their colour to red just like blood, INTELLIGENT ONES would collect all the tools like protractors and knives which she used while excelling at studies and housework and find another hobby this time which they won’t give up for you, BEAUTY WITH BRAIN ONES will show you they come for real and the FAKE ONES would start applying make up but this time not for a class or party but your funeral and then finally they come together to return you all the hatred coated in love which you gave her when she didn’t say a word.
– Even in my most silent days I am a disaster about to occur
“a meal consisting of a buffet of happiness where guests serve themselves with different forms of happiness and as other buffets nourish your body, this nourishes your soul and mind.”
can be severed on a daily basis for healing, celebration, etc
table manners include:
1. Prayer to be recited everyday
“My happiness depends on me not on others
If I choose to keep myself happy nothing can change that
I REPEAT NOTHING CAN CHANGE THAT”
2. Remember Don’t let anybody else’s plate change your choice
(don’t get influenced, your preference and taste is different)
3. It is your plate/bowl!
( Don’t let anyone else decide what and how much to consume)
4. Always tip the person who serves you happiness
(Gratitude and generosity are the best way to pay off)
Remember that time when things didn’t work out well?
When your plans backfired and you cursed Karma and said “KARMA IS A BITCH!”
How is Karma a bitch if it only gives us back what we do to others?
Aren’t we bitches?
When things go wrong don’t blame karma it just gave you the taste of your own medicine.
Had you been good that day you would have received good and I am sure you would have never praised karma calling it an angel, so don’t blame karma but yourself.
-For every action there is an equal reaction
The care of a mother
and understanding of a friend
the one who overlooks my flaws and calls them perfection
the one who tells me stories no novels did
the one who held me tight when no one did
the one who taught me how to live for others
the one who protected me like nobody else did
the one who taught me how kitchen can be used to cook love and care
the one who blamed herself for all my mistakes
the one who made me believe in fairytales
the one who loved me more than she loved her daughter
the one who made me a lady
the one who was never partial
the one who accepted me the way I was and cherished it
the one who never made me feel small
the one who showed me how the biggest and strongest thing on earth was her heart
the one whose body had more compassion than blood or cells
the one who was soft as dandelion but in moments of need fierce as fire
the one who is a perfect epitome of balance and modesty
the one who never complained
the one about whom even after writing pages and pages I will never get enough
The kind of things i tried finding in everyone but even god couldn’t match her kind of love
If anyone asked me what is beauty before I’d definitely say
straight brown hair
fluency in speaking
Little did i know that beauty was not defined by majority but by the eyes of the beholder
Little did i know that your sculpted nose is a mark of pride and confidence you hold in yourself
Little did I know that the colour of your skin shows your compassion and a promise to hold my secrets and absorb all negativity
Little did I know that your silky but wavy hair depict the strength you have to hold the worlds together
Little did I know that your eyes trickle wisdom
Little did I know that your lips keep repeating the promise of making this world a better place
– Every woman is an epitome of Beauty
There will be times when people will make you believe that fitting in is the only option, but you gotta remind yourself that it is NOT, it never was, fitting in is like a chewing gum which tastes sweet in the start and bland after a while. It will make you uncomfortable and at times pull you in the dark well of self doubt.
Always remember that Rudolf was different and the other reindeers used to laugh and call him names but he never tried to fit in or be like them just to fit in AND-
“Then one foggy Christmas Eve,
Santa came to say,
Rudolph with your nose so bright,
Won’t you guide my sleigh tonight”
People might not accept who you are, but how does that even matter? The importance of people’s opinions in your life should be just as SALT in COFFEE.
Let it go, let it go
Can’t hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I don’t care what they’re going to say
Let the storm rage on
The cold never bothered me anyway
Thank You for teaching me how losing anything could be so beautiful….
1. Thank You for telling me how I could be more beautiful by LOSING WEIGHT
Because Barbies and Princess don’t come in XL size
2. Thank You for telling me how easily I could please everyone and be their favourite by LOSING MY STANDS AND OPINION
Because a woman with opinion (commonly known as “Bitches”) are nasty and contaminate the society
3. Thank You for telling me how beautiful my skin was but LOSING MY COLOUR or changing it could make people love me more
Because nobody would choose Jasmine over Snow White
4.Thank You for telling me how important it is for me to always be poise and polite because only after LOSING HOW I TRULY FEEL I could be everyone’s favorite
Because Blossom and Bubbles were everyone’s favourite not Buttercup
5. Thank You for telling me that even when the questions change, the answer has to be “YES” as LOSING YOUR RIGHT TO CHOOSE is a step of being “a woman”
Because Medusa was punished for skipping this step
99999… Thank You for telling me how LOSING MYSELF was a part of change which was constant in nature.
PC: Bhumika Sharma
Does taking this risk scare you? What about the one you take everyday? Remember that time when you were really exhausted, came back home all tired and fell asleep on the couch? Did that not involve risk of the building falling down? you never know, but does that make you live on ground forever? Everything you do involves risk just the amount of it changes. When that was worth taking why is this not?
TAKE THE RISK, embrace it and wear it like you wear your favourite perfume and even if you fail, still love it because you loved it for once.
-An advice from a father to a daughter
They told me love was how a father loved his daughter
How a mother loved her son
How Jack loved Rose
I wonder why nobody told me how my soul loved my body
How my eyes shed tears when my soul was hurt
How my lips smiled when my soul was happy
How my eyes glittered when my soul shone
I wish I was taught my type of
self love stories
-Self love is also romance
I often hear people say “We should live each day like it’s our last”
By this they mean we must live freely but isn’t it true that we can live it freely because we know it’s not our last day and we have ample of time? Had we known that it is our last last day would we still have the courage to live it in the same way? Would we still keep the smile of our face and the sparkle in our eyes?
Not everyone is ANAND.
ZINDAGI BAADI HONI CHAHIYE LAMBI NAHI
(One’s Life should be big not long )
MAUT TOH EK PAL HAI
(Death is just a moment)
PC: Neha Sansare