An ode to all those I have met in the fictional world.
A little part of me to be known. The rest left undiscovered…
Oh it was an almost.
It’s funny how sometimes all we need is A line from a song A quote A movie Or some alone time To really know how you feel about someone or something And all we need is a simple Hug A good cup of tea An old song A “it’s all gonna be okay” To stick…… Continue reading Sometimes all we need
I want to live simply. I want to stand beneath the crying sky and soak myself in its tears and understand it’s pains, and realise that it’s okay to let it all out sometimes. I want to live simply. I want to wander in little independent coffee shops and book stores isolated in small lanes…… Continue reading I want to live simply
I love when people tell me insignificant truths about themselves. Like how their favorite time of the day is night, because it’s so quiet they can feel the calmness. That a particular song reminds them of a particular person and bring them to tears. How they like the wind against their face and at that…… Continue reading Insignificant Truths
And you were looking elsewhere…
I am such a Look at the sky Look at the stars Look at the moon Type of person I am a Running with wind Swimming with waves Singing with birds Type of person I am a Shout in the valley Whisper in the crowd Swear at the exams Type of person I am a…… Continue reading I am
It’s okay It’s okay It’s okay To trip and fall down sometimes To bruise your knees and elbows To slip down and fall on your bottom Or just trip on a thing and make a thud. It’s okay It’s okay It’s okay To not be able to reach those high notes Or that harmony most…… Continue reading It’s okay
“Who are you really?” I asked them They said names. Of people, places, religions and colors. They were not that. Nobody is a name. Now I ask you “Who are you really? ” Let me tell you….. You are not your name. Your weight. Your height. Your age. Your religion or the name of your…… Continue reading Who are you really?
It hurts me deeply how in today’s time it is more socially acceptable to hate ourselves than to love it. I hate how people have an urge to look like someone they’re not. I hate how they push their originality in the dumps and imitate others to such an extent that they forget their true…… Continue reading Just The Way You Are
‘WHAT IF TODAY WAS MY LAST DAY ON EARTH?’ So I have been asked this question twice as a simple interrogation by my friends just to know what all I’d do. When I was first asked this question I freaked out and panicked and my answer was similar. I said I’d freak out and panic…… Continue reading WHAT IF TODAY WAS MY LAST DAY ON EARTH?
Happiness. What is happiness? I would define happiness as a feeling of joy, a feeling that makes your mind fresh and a feeling that you simply can’t get enough of. A feeling when you feel fabulous and where all you want to do is smile. But then the question arises. …. Is happiness a choice? …… Continue reading Is Happiness a Choice?