Art Of My Life

My own voice makes me feel alive. It gives me warmth. Listening to Music doesn’t give this warmth as singing does. Not able to sing my own or others’ compositions or hum the tunes equates to me not feeling as if I am in my body or feel alive.

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Work for It

You will gain nothing by sitting idle. Bit- by- bit, you need to work for it. If you notice carefully how you achieved what you did, you will notice that making efforts towards achieving your aim became an unconscious habit and hence, success welcomed you,  applauding for you at its door before you could  hear its footsteps.

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Fall

We are hurt and exhausted. We both faced a great fall in our lives. We give a lot to the ones we love, so much that we forget to love ourselves. I have learnt, though, after processing my emotions throughout the time I devoted to myself, that no matter what, I will never again forget to love myself. None’s entry or exit in and out of my life would affect me so much as to make me hollow and void of love. We will rise.

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Try

I can’t promise you anything. I can only try. I can try to be as honest as possible. I can try to make you feel happy and that special as I believe you are. I can try to be a member of your family and to make you a member of mine. I can try to ward off the negative in me so that it can’t affect your positive.

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Hurt

They cheat, you are hurt. They apologize but that doesn’t make it hurt any less. It hurts because it breaks and when something breaks, it hurts. It hurts because you have to detach a part of you and maybe, bid it a final goodbye. A part of you dies but the remaining survives. When someone tries to, intentionally or unintentionally, reignite that dead passion, it hurts because as Amy Denver told Sethe, ‘Anything dead coming back to life hurts.’

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