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.
If you don’t find
any reason to why you strive,
if you have lost all your drive,
do a makeover of your life.
I am walking
about what to write
so that I can cross the finishing line.
I am out in the winds.
I feel the cool breeze on my body
but there is also heat inside it.
Nonetheless, I keep walking.
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.
You are like the sun and my life is like the Earth. It revolves around you. As soon as I decide to go away from you, your sincere efforts hold me back. I feel that this time I will pull so far away from you that all the strings that bind me to you will break. I will walk away from you and will miss you a lot in my life later. But that will only happen when I am able to break the strings attached to you which I am not able to.
Have patience, O heart!
At least try to understand the situation.
Even you are going to start
walking towards building a new relation.
Climb up the stairs.
Put the second foot behind the first.
You will grow when you will dare
to walk and cross over each hurst.
You are much awaited. Though, surely, I will not lie on the floor and spread myself out for you to come and walk over me but there is a space in my heart and in my life only designed for you to come and make yourself comfortable.
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.