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 ..-
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-
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-
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..-
A cup of chai with m my favourite people
Embrace of a cool wind that’ll take away all my stress
A tight hug from my baby that melts my whole self-
I remember the times I could call up my best friend, no matter the time of the day, and rant about anything at length without inhibitions or distractions.
We never worried about whether we were in the mood to listen, or take on someone else’s load, because that friendship meant something and there was always space for another..
I wonder what changed because everyone I see now are deep neck in their own worries
Everything thing seems to be stressful and everyone seems to have a lower threshold.
Whatever happened to the true friendship, the innocence of bonding, listening without talking …?-
True power is not that which exercised over someone else,
You’re truly powerful if you have control over your own whims and fancies .. ultimately, the only thing we can hope to truly own, is our mind..
True Power exists within ..-
It takes a moment to make a choice,
A life time to bear it’s consequences-