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Tryst with Destiny

 The thunderstorms are meant to be surpassed by the sunlight, the darkness is usually overshadowed by the bright, and the wounds are healed with time. I met you when I wasn’t ready to be healed, the storm was never willing to settle and the sun never hoped to shine. However, my heart could recognise the warmth, the calmness that surrounded you, persuaded me to cross the tunnel of overpowering thoughts and the darkness was willing to surrender. You somehow managed to revive the expectations of the 16-year-old and tried to convince the stubborn, hopeless 20-year-old to meet the younger version halfway. You made her fall in love with every possible version she possessed, taught her to find hope in the little things and picked her up even though she wasn’t willing to start again. Your eyes conveyed a new story altogether, your innocence melted her heart, and your smile gave her hope. I could feel the air around, the freshness and the lost kindness that you brought along.  You revived the

Self-love or the journey of acceptance?

  What is the best piece of advice you would give to your 16-year-old self? Let me guess, going down the memory lane really ignited the risky roads travelled, the heartbreaks, the joy of being fierce and the hope of never stop believing. But honestly, you still wished to somehow meet the naïve version of yourself who foolishly danced to It’s a love story, baby just say yes by Taylor swift, the girl who fearless smashed the societal norms because she believed in the woman she was becoming, how her shine used to sparkle the entire room and how brilliantly she accepted her flaws knowing they all belonged to her. If you ask me, I really never believed in self-love, it was always reality that kept me going. I never really believed that things could majestically fall in place, I knew it was me who had to allow them to pass through that tunnel. Self-love for me is a debatable topic, I don’t purposely believe doing skincare or maybe dressing as your best self is known as self-love. It is the

THE UNSAID WORDS FROM AN ANXIOUS MIND

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  This blog is for people who refuse to quit even when life gave them enough chances to.  The woman she craved was a piece of art, she had pieces of betrayal, the joy of success, the fear of heartbreak and the strength to build herself from the scratch. There are times when you have to resolve battles between your mind and your heart. You feel to stay in bed, dim the lights and cry all day long because you are too afraid to face the reality. You are scared to begin from scratch and the phase time will heal everything starts to haunt you!  Well, if you suffer from mental illness, you would know how it feels to get up from bed every day and give it a fresh start. You try so hard to leave that bubble and yet you fail every time. The world seems like a mess and you just start hating the term be positive, things will work out!   I am not here to give you reasons on how you are messing your life, I am here to tell you that you are not alone if you feel complicated, your battles might carry t

Now, is the time to LET GO

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  The weirdest solution when I quoted to a friend on how I am not able to let go of my bottled-up emotions was, to drink more beer and chill! Pretty much sums up why people don’t talk about mental health. The idea of accepting what has happened to you and leaving all that trauma behind is really challenging for some people. You want to forget the hurtful words, the unaccepted reality and the darkness that surrounds that period. Many believe that time is the healer of all the hurtful things, to me, it isn't. Time just teaches you how to accept the upsetting and hurtful reality for the sake of healing. You try and fix the wounds every time until you realise the more you are touching those wounds, the more it hurts and then you decide to let it heal naturally and eventually you let go of it! It is not the time that heals you, but the dark tunnels that you are trying so hard to exit to experience the sunny days which moulds you into versions that you have always aspired for. Trust me w

Choose Hope!

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  Had a rough night, but still decided to wake up the next morning and give it a fresh start?  Waking up with a feeling to conquer the negative emotions, taking steps to achieve what you have been manifesting for so long and hoping that things will eventually get better. You wish to see less of thunderstorms and more days full of sunshine and smell of fresh flowers. Our dreamland is full of roses, sparkling lights and our favourite fragrance. We wish to manifest the attractive parts of this dreamland into a completely different world, where everything is quite contrary to what we wished for, still we thrive every day to see things majestically change. What is helping us keep going? What is encouraging us to stand even after such harsh setbacks? The answer is quite simple, the hope that one day the dull and pale sky will be full of colours. The hope that nights will eventually turn into pleasant days and a beautiful rainbow shall appear in the sky after raining for so long. You are th

Welcome to the Real World!

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I remember how the 16 year old used to ask questions, how her eyes sparkled when she saw opportunities, how fearless she was to handle any obstacle coming her way and how beautifully she presented her flaws in front of the world. She was vulnerable, more like a warrior I would say. She believed in painting her white canvas with all bright colours, she wanted to be a sunflower in the world full of roses. She wanted to turn the world with her kindness and tenderness. She wanted to smile her heart out when the world was throwing thorns her way. She is today standing in front of the 20 year old woman and asking her to fix her crown. She wipes down her tears and asks her to never lose her kindness and still continue to be the unique sunflower in the world of cactuses now. The 20 year old replies to the sixteen year: Welcome to the real world, it sucks but you are going to love it. The sixteen year old girl is still alive in all of us, but the fact is that we don't meet her timely. The r