As I struggle to get myself out of this cage
where I put myself
where I torture myself with questions
which don’t mean anything anymore
Or never did!
Questions from hypothetical situations
which never did or never will ever occur
as I try to pick myself from the pith of my thoughts
for which only I am the one responsible
The hell that I created in my head
where I have the ability to grow flowers
To change the world
To work for a better tomorrow
To do whatever I wish to
I choose to use it to bury bodies
to create barren lands
create storms of negativity
hurricanes of unnecessary thoughts
What have I done to myself? I often ask
And try to seek the solution of this from others
the exit of this hell that I try to find
When I know the answer is right in front of me
Only I have the power to stop this
But will I be able to do it?
Only if I wish to!
-The garden turned into a graveyard
There are millions of people living on this planet some successful,
some even more and some not at all,
Some aspiring to be something, some losing hope,
All of them living their own stories
When compiled we all become a part of the story of this universe
The more you contribute the bigger part you become of that story
Some get chapters to their names
while for some just a couple of lines
But does that really matter?
There are stories of hundred pages
But there’s always that one line that you can’t stop yourself from highlighting
And makes you feel like a part of it
I wanna be that part in the story of this universe
It is not necessary that everybody likes the same part of a story
I’d wanna be a part that
I will highlight,
copy a million times in my diary
And for that,
It is certain that I will experience
But in the end It’
ll could be a Happy Ending (Can not be sure of that, can we?)
But in the end, it’ ll all be well
-Not all bestsellers have happy endings
As a child I saw a tree grow back in my yard
It mesmerised me by its beauty
It taught me how even the thickest branch
needed the support of the thin roots to stay strong
It taught me how being kind and giving need not
come with expectations
It taught me how it was okay to be heavy
with the leaves of thought, guilt and regret
Because there will always be a winter
when you shed it all and start fresh again
It taught me how much ever dust of mistakes settles on me
there will be rain which will wash them away
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Her accomplishments are not your failures (Rupi Kaur)
Is she doing beautifully in her life?
What am I lacking?
Is this because she has a powerful name?
My accomplishments are nothing compared to hers?
Don’t bother yourself of what other people are doing, they might be doing the best work, maybe better than you but this does not make your work any less good. Don’t think that this is a race against them and they winning means that you are losing.
The concept of limited seats and places exists in universities not life, everyone has one place for them which is what they are born for and nobody can take that away from you. But to get at that place you deserve and desire, you gotta work hard, take their accomplishments as an inspiration and make a good use of it in your life.
There is no concept of ONE BEST, if you think he is Iron MAN you always have a scope of becoming Captain America
Can anyone tell you who is better than the other?
Beat the old you, learn and grow everyday
Because at the end this race is just against the old you and not them!
Don’t waste your time on Jealousy
Sometimes you’re ahead
Sometimes you’ re behind
The race is long
And in the end,
it’s only with yourself
“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
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