Don’t project your insecurities on to the other person. Let them breathe, even if with their problems. Let them sit and think them over to proceed towards a solution. Don’t discard that a certain problem can never happen to others because you are unable to accept the reality you you haven’t been in their shoes ever. Don’t respond “you are joking”, “stop joking”, “this can’t be true”, “it’s nothing”, “you are imagining it” or “don’t create scenes in your head” or anything similar in nature in response. By doing so, you are pushing them towards their ruin by discarding their truth and saying so from a place of privilege. You, hence, become one with the oppressors or the culprits of their suffering. Don’t do more harm than good.
I do not believe in happy endings. I haven’t seen them, not so much that I start to believe in them. Like others, hopelessness is an emotion too. Feel it until you can’t anymore.
Catch up with me
if you want us to stay together.
I don’t believe in waiting
for whoever or whatever.
There are days when I feel like writing nothing at all. On some days, I don’t even feel like thinking about anything or anyone. I might not be gloomy or sad but maybe just tired or void of thoughts. Even if I try, I am not able to form a composition.
I am lost in your thoughts. I keep thinking of you 24*7, though not on purpose. Do I love you? I don’t know. Do I want a future with you? Certainly. Will I be ready to fight for you and keep you in my life forever? Yes, but I genuinely wish that you don’t put me in that position, that you never question my loyalty in such a fashion.
Dreams are known strangers. Sometimes, you drive them and at the other times, they drive you. Sometimes, the steering rides out of control. At times, they make you question the moralistic values you hold.
Hold up your chin.
You are the rider in this journey.
Passing through thick and thin,
you’ve become the boss of your own curney.
I am afraid.
Winning my trust is not a cake walk.
There are many insecurities laid
inside my heart, secured with an unbreakable lock.
A lot of the early poets and authors refer to poetry as something to look down upon. Some try to bind it in verses, definitions and distinctions while others are still figuring out its techniques and methods through the use of the same throughout the process.
My father and brother never appreciate most of the work I do. My brother associates development with economy and father always wishes for the impossible. When it is about studies, he wishes I should score excellent marks in all the subjects. Being an above average student in academics, it’s not practically possible for my distracted mind and weak memory to concentrate equally and give the best results in everything I put my head into. I don’t possess academic but verbal or linguistic and musical or rhythmic intelligence among the ten types of intelligences explained by Howard Gardener.