There are many things left for me to learn,
So many procedures to understand
That I am currently unable to discern,
Them be of receiving payments or doing a handstand.
Continue readingThere are many things left for me to learn,
So many procedures to understand
That I am currently unable to discern,
Them be of receiving payments or doing a handstand.
Continue readingDon’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 can feel grief inside me
and the urge that only what is right should be
by which my other emotions are affected.
Maybe, both of them are connected.
Anything that comes under my observation—
any act, event or person
can be the inspiration
behind my creation.
Music keeps my body and life moving. I lose count of the number of rounds I take and hardly take notice if I am feeling cold or tired when I keep singing while I am walking in rounds.
Whatever harms you or is not serving you in any way, just cut it out. Be it a situation or a person, if it is harming your mental peace, just subtly cut them off from your life.
I am missing my ex right now all of a sudden. Why? I don’t know. This is happening for the third time since we separated and every time this emotion manages to make me anxious and my feelings wheel as if in a whirlwind. Today, I even surfed his name and then, as always, that feeling of the regret of surfing him grew on me.
I wrote my first blog one year before I started my blogsite. At that time and till the time my blogsite was made, I was unaware of the fact that my writings can be published by me whenever I write them and I don’t have to wait to write their compilation to publish them as a book.
I am in a fright towards who I was in the past. Everyone and everything could affect me. I used to cry silently. I was bullied and laughed at by all the people of my age in the primary and secondary classes without any fault of mine. This experience transformed me into a premature person. Hence, now I can also connect, reciprocate and communicate with the ones who understand the patterns of life.