Big dreams suit you, love.
And the gown of ambition that you wear-
You smell like the brightest star of your bloodline --
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I, in fact, exist for others- as a daughter, sister, friend and that kind stranger you may remember sometimes. But when it comes to myself - I've been mostly helpless- no clue- no idea on how to be there for myself- how to tend my own wounds. Looked to the left, looked to the right - everyone is here but no one is really here. So I look up at the sky- like an insane started talking to the One- God. No demands, no desire - just let me- let me be free-
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I found myself telling myself -
"There were storms before-after- hurt me and leave- I'll be still standing - no ego - just pure exhaustion and acceptance"-
खेर जाने दो
दो चार लोग किया कह जायेंगे
अपनो ने भी दिल जो तोड़ रोखा
अब जीने दे ऐ जिंदगी
खुदके वास्ते।-
Where there is pain, there is growth,
Just as no rain, no flower,
No hope, no escape,
No storm, no transformation-
And one day I whispered to myself:
"Let me be the good person in my eyes today"-
Whenever God wants you to see the world and even our own self from a different perspective, often, we find ourselves on our knees. Life doesn't end there - a new beginning has already been promised.
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What if I don't feel a sense of belongingness in my own home because I'm meant to be somewhere else? What if my sense of belongingness is somewhere away from here?
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The trident holder,
The Tandava dancer,
The greatest, the humblest -
The author of my life-
The great Shiva-
The storms have me engulfed- yet
At my lowest- you chose me,
And held my hand-
You understood me-
And May your hand be over my head-
For you're the eternal home -
And I'm the soul- yearning for home-