Life is definitely hard. But the pleasure to work hard to fulfill ones's dream is life itself. Mistaken by me and many others, the phrase' We want more and more, it never stops' is so beautifully exhibited by my beloved husband. I wonder he is my sole mind mapper. "You wish better and more..thats how lively souls are. It is not about fulfilling your materialistic goal but manifestation of your lively soul. Dreaming and achieving; thats life, thats living."
And thats how I am always enchanted by the thought differentiation we perceive.

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Tired! A word more often I have used since the past two years. Its a part of the evenings' tea and gossip now. Surprisingly I am stretching a bit more of my tired eyes to pen down how tired I feel always after I am home. I would rather never mind sitting back straight to scribble some random topics, thats untiring what I call now. Just now realized, I actually, have no specified topic. I am just a lone survivor in my room, whose most difficult task is to create the energy to cook and do the dishes. This boredom kicks my passion. I am chatting so random, thats not awsome, thats called lonliness. Just a goodnight now! So tired😴

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On me scattered thoughts' lean
And Paving through the blurred greens.
A golden line in an edgy mind...
From fear not being behind
To promises to shine under shade
To act smiles that never fade.

A rain that once showered good
Beneath the clouds that were in good mood
An August that came in its genre..
From letting to be me free
To rain that cleared the greens' blur
To remind that thoughts were scattered never.

August being awsome August
I being writer me
Both enchanted and glea
Bidding adieu each other
Till the springs surrender
To keep me reminding....

Nothings gonna go or come, it is always there when you want it right here🌼

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A typical Sunday is a very good Sunday infact. The cooling effect of last night's rain extends the sleepy birds' nap, of which I was never a one of them. Unlucky me! Insomniac me! Plenty of time to decant the essence of life. A little time away from bothering to hear crowd's voice ,where lost is one own. Wow 30's.... 'Life could be' and 'life is' resonate only on holidays, a 5 days banking would work the magic out. Every man made machinery is purpose oriented and greatest creater's machines are failing at large. Taking a deep breath...bankers, once upon a time were writers, artist, athlete and what not.No one thought life will be stuck in a 10 am to 7 pm finacle traffic. What I am and what people will think is just one chapter, one has to write and other has to read. We need to grab back our purpose as it is better to regret for something we couldn't change instead of regretting for a change only we could have brought by. Icing my writer's thought here because a Sunday for you and me is a vacation we will never want to miss being with mom dad siblings and pets...and yeah, I am not a writer! If you know my forte, I am famous in your life😹

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Every growth is accompanied with the changes we make; the evolution of our mind and thoughts resonate with defreezing our set of believes. Crosschecking the process of thinking is a healthy self conversation. And this session is so genuine and revolutionary that we can find the essence of our life itself. A better social life is expected when we are socially involved with self. That doesnot signify the quantity of outings or time spent with people. Rather I am saying we can have quality short conversations. The acceptance of other peoples' behaviour, good or bad keeping aside, is a way we can break the stereotype of 'you reap what you sow for'. Being judgemental of our own actions and thoughts are underrated growth changes. What comes to you is unstoppable but how we bounce back is purely a decision where the energies should be invested. Our life should be a filtered form from external invasions. It should not appear as if it is an answer to questionares. We are not meant to be reflections to someone's behaviour and thought process. We are by our own sparks of actions that breaks the box of ego and sealed belief.

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Back in 2011, when I stepped out of my home for higher studies, I never knew I was doing it for lifetime.

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~No one lifted my yesterday to judge my today~

Between the goods and the bads, there is a way that I established that needed only my concern. Though there is a pool of misleading concept nurturing my drawbacks, I can be the best actress of anything thats..not mine. After all the struggles that took me to celebrate the best success, anyone can hardly take me back to something worse than that struggle itself.
I have stopped worrying about how I am. I am more into where should I be. I am less involved with people now. I am more into what makes me self sufficient. I am not into what people think of me. I am best in my own judgement...

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Discerning your limits and being answerable to self is the biggest theorem that needs to be decanted. The elixir of life often seemed to be contoured while we place the platter to the people that hardly makes up our life. In this world of hatred, self appreciation serves the fuel of our deal with life. Out of nowhere, someone will cross your path. Keep patience! Let them cross "dear self", as I chant...."If an apple spoils the basket, keep it aside, or in a place where it is meant to be"....the world was always a better place for you to live. We always have a "X1000" reasons to celebrate praises, success, love, life. We know our way of "cntrl+X".

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My father, the real hero of all my stories I will ever narrate to you, once said," Keep yourself a secret. Speak less of your dreams and knowledge. It is your only assest that will keep you strong, unrevealed and determined."
....True it is. Knowledge gets dispersed, if we seek rather than when we choose to speak. He added,"The strongest of you is not in what you're capable of doing right now but in believing where you can be in the future."Our thoughts are not confined in our actions. It is there where it is meant to be.

#observerance #

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Wish I had enough time! The last minute seems to be the toughest and being us as always we are just dropped on a rush machine ever since. The rain trying its best to steal away the little fun we thought we would have. Calls from mom missing. Halfway in my makeover. Red flowers, thats all to give the final touch to my bun and its all the way from my mom's hometown. Even though not the best one but the unique one, just the way we never planned! So many dates we hardly can have a choice to celebrate. And today the marriage rituals in my mom's hometown after one year...people almost forgot we are married! But the red flowers brought for his own bride, when its his big day as well, will never fade away in an unsung journey.

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