Sometimes there’s absolutely nothing to write about..
But sitting with a pen and scribbling random thoughts have such a healing effect on my overworked mind ..
It’s a kind of meditation, that blocks all the divergent thoughts that dull my focus,
A meditation to define my fleeting emotions and thoughts,
And micro analyse the most trivial occurrences to connect the dots ..
I don’t write to be read ..
Just putting my thoughts out there is like making a connection with the universe ..
and sometimes, feeling that connection is all we need..

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I guess mostly we miss the past because our lives haven’t evolved the way it was supposed to as we got older ..
unless there’s no substantial work to show for, we miss the cheap thrills and quick fixes that defined life in our twenties

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Thank you #yourquote for this platform. I love to leave little parts of me in here, not for the world, but for myself to come back and remember me in all the different phases, moods, growth process..it’s like a photograph of my soul, a Time share of my existence..
I love the anonymity and freedom you give me, to be.. I love how non judgemental it is, I always come back here to connect with myself ..

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Mind is racing
Body is exhausted
Ideas have run out
There’s chaos in calm
The circle is never ending
Literally what it’s like to be living in a modern day world ..
we forget the roots, the luxury of being grounded, the meaning in the nothingness..
in the race of being someone, we end up being no one ..

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Sometimes i think that we kid ourselves things like good energy, higher power, vibrations, and all fancy words that’s intangible..
and then you hear a piece of music, that makes your core come alive, your mind is exposed to a plethora of emotions, your heart races and sometimes stops .. you feel the hair on your hands standing, you feel the chills down your spine ,, and you feel a sense of divine beauty, a feeling that certainly does not belong to the realm of earthly living.. it’s transcendent, surreal, spiritual.. and then you believe a little more in the things much higher than our comprehension, a world beyond existence, that seems so familiar, a world where we may be headed to.. A place which may be the real Home.. where souls exist, without having to wander about from one abode to another ..

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We live in a time where all of us credit ourselves with hundreds of friendships, followers, connections. But the number of connections that actually matter can be counted may be less than the fingers on our hands..
And sometimes, if we’re lucky enough, if we’ve been really true to ourselves, we light a spark with another human being, even if it’s a fleeting one, because we don’t take all the people we meet through our journey, some come and go and leave a lasting memory ..
such memories are the most beautiful. It always remain untainted, untouched by life’s plays..looking back, we realise, those sparks were probably the light that we needed to get by, even it is for a second …

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Prayer is not that we ask for when all is bright and gleaming
Prayer is not favours or packages, big or small, that we seek, at our convenience
Prayer is not a thing, a wish, even a miracle
Prayer is surrender … realising that everything you know is but out of your reach, everything you have is merely borrowed..
Prayer is asking for nothing, yet accepting everything with gratitude and grace

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Art is the most quintessential element of life
Art is the aesthetic appeal that brings life into the living
An artist is someone who can elevate the simplest things and mould it into a thing of beauty
Life is art .. art is life

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Things I can never grow tired of

Blue sky
Clear water
Chirping birds
Fluttering butterflies
Gentle breeze
Silences…

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It’s okay to be ordinary.
There’s beauty and solace in accepting yourself just the way you are
The weight of expectations of someone else, is not yours to carry
The burden of the high standards in the world is not yours to bear
Sometimes it’s okay to just be ..
Be your own definition of joy, happiness and success
Just Go easy on you..

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