Sometimes I find a mundane mandatory task welcoming. It feels like adding a hardcover to the sodden crumpled self of mine. It’s like a reason for the day to go by. Believe me, there are days like that.

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When you are introspecting, you should not
just take a look at the huge mysterious mansion,
you should also repair where needed and start
working on the places which needs rebuilding.

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that some things have to
shift internally and
self control doesn’t work
until then.

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keep going on without expectations.
That’s where you can create your best and
in the journey you discover your true self.

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If you’re on a journey
on a boat ride,
where are you taking your next step?
Getting down at the whimsical foggy village?
or already on a precipice, need to get out -
wherever, it doesn’t matter?
Or it’s in the unknown but calm waters
and you don’t know the way forward,
just a belief that you can swim from there,
you are strong enough?
Maybe to a journey party at the beach
and have means to land just at the corner?
Wherever you’re,
as long as you breathe and have faith in yourself
you’d reach your destination.

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I love it when creative people
go behind real life.
That’s where the two axis meet,
that’s where the magic happens.

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What is with the bookmarks that you resent their absence,
to go through the same pages again
feels unbearable-

of the book you are loving so much
and looking forward to return to so much

you get annoyed on losing your bookmark,
you get restless if your progress is unmarked.

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When you read a new author and immediately pick up their next book it’s a lifetime love.

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I met rain at the most unexpected places

I have been told
not to go out in the rains
it will drench you,
it will soil your clothes
it will give you germs
you’ll will catch cold
you’ll fall sick.
A huge mistake, almost a sin.

But then I met rain one day
walking on the little trail outside village
on a shiny morning
catching hold of a little bird
running away to the pond
it started raining suddenly
and we both caught unaware
The bird squeaked with joy and I baffled
all those things for not going in the rain
All of that washed away
as rain washed my body, filled my heart
soaked my soul in its spell.

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No one talks about it but the relationships with huge power imbalances always crumble. Ask a person fallen in love with someone who didn’t love back the same way. Ask a married woman in patriarchy how their married life is. It is all about power.

How you hold power? By providing economic support, by physical strength, by not involved emotionally, by being oblivious, by not committing, And by eliminating need of interdependence, of all the above things as much as possible. These days when I hear young women wanting to be single, I hear this last one - I chose to work on providing for myself. No wonder the foundation of society feels crumbling too and those who didn’t have it a thought are crying. Yeah, patriarchy, you won’t hold long.

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