To everyone who wakes up everyday, ready to go to war with the world; to everyone whose lives have never seen calm and yet, who wish the world was a little kinder; to those who have given up or are on the verge of giving up expecting any good in return for their selflessness, I'll let you in on a secret.
Pause for a moment. Breathe in. Breathe out. Look around.
The world has always been calm. The chaos? It's inside you.-
At 65,
It was in the park where I walked
They said don't go alone, it won't happen
At 38,
It was in a work meeting with my boss
They said don't be independent, it won't happen
At 26,
It was on the street I passed everyday
They said don't wear short skirts, it won't happen
At 17,
It was at a camp with my friends
They said don't hangout with boys, it won't happen
At 12,
It was in my school yard where I played
They said don't leave your house, it won't happen
At 5,
It was in the living room while I watched cartoons
They said don't step out of your room, it won't happen
At 1,
It was in my cradle where I slept
They said don't be born, it won't happen.-
When I met this wonderful stranger on a winter afternoon few months ago, I thought that's all he will ever be to me, a wonderful stranger. A brief yet lovely chapter in this book of life.
Little did I know, he was the story.-
Okay, I saw a lot of posts yesterday that said "If you're suffering, talk to me", and although that's a lovely thing to do, I just want to remind all of us of the time someone actually tried to talk.
Tell me, how many times have you actively ignored all red flags that someone around you might be suffering?
How many times have you stopped someone midway and started a rant about how your life sucks more than them and that your problems are bigger?
How many times have you disregarded someone's attempts to seek help and told them "it's okay, it's not a big deal, don't be sad"?
How many times have you made fun of someone actually venting out, behind their back, only to have them find out later and feel worse?
If you've done even one of these, you are a part of the problem my friend.
So instead of telling people on the internet to text you or call you, please go listen to your friends for once and do not try to demotivate or laugh at someone struggling to cope up.-
"Yes, love ends. Like all things do."
No, it doesn't. Attraction ends, obsession ends, infatuation ends, compromise ends. Our generation is so messed up, we start liking someone and we think it's love. If that phase lasts a little longer, you think they're the one. Initially it's wonderful, everything is. Then eventually you realise that feeling is fading away. But you've been with them for too long, now they've become a habit. You're used to them doing things for you, you doing things for them. So you compromise. Adjust. But how long can that last? When frustration creeps in, even compromise can't hold you together. Then it ends. The relationship, that happy phase.
But love? When you have that last 10 minutes for yourself, just before ending your day, close your eyes. That's when you'll see them. The person you truly love. Because yes my friend, all things end. But love doesn't have to be one of them.-
Growing up, I was always disheartened about the fact that I didn't have a face you could spot in the crowd. I don't have long, sharp nose nor the milky white skin we all worship. I don't have doe shaped or light coloured eyes nor perfectly lined teeth when I smile. I don't have thick black straight hair neither the perfect curves everyone desires. And it always bugged me, when I saw pretty faces around, why can't I be one of them?
But as I grew up, and met some wonderful people, I realised how little it all mattered. I found people that loved me despite of all the flaws, they made me embrace them & learn to grow with them, they taught me to love myself with all my imperfections because that's what makes me different. So when my friend told me to write something for her, I decided to write what she told me instead and take this opportunity to tell all the girls, you're beautiful. With your crooked teeth and your pimples & scars. Don't let the society's ridiculous beauty standards tell you anything otherwise.-
I feel a deep pang and look around
Find myself fenced by thorns
Blood spilled on the parched ground
The flower filled garden, all gone
And now I'm drowning, gasping for air
The salinity threatening to asphyxiate me
My outstretched arm, desperate for survival
Grasps nothing but weeds beneath the sea
And now the doors are closing in on me
Leaving me in an abysmal darkness
The monsters, buried deep all along
Slowly creeping out from under the mess
My mind has become a terrible place
Harbouring demons I can't escape
Whispering infernal things in my ear
My thoughts steadily taking a sinister shape
But I can't wait for someone to break these chains
Can't leave someone else in control
I need to have faith, only in myself
Because only I can save my soul..-
*Loss*
I remember my little pink teddy bear
I was gifted when I was five
It waddled and turned and said "hello"
And blinked as if it were alive
I couldn't sleep without it in my bed
Couldn't imagine how it was before
Looking at it's glassy eyes, I felt
I couldn't love anything more
Then one day, I couldn't find it
I cried, said life wasn't fair
I thought I won't be able to sleep
For I had lost my little pink teddy bear
But I slept as peacefully that day
Without having to clutch it tight
The sadness only lasted a little while
Until a new teddy bear arrived
Then another came and another one
For each one I lost, I got one new
And I realised it's the same with life
Because people are teddy bears to you.-
Have you ever looked at the happy faces with sad eyes around you and wondered, what happened to us?
There is so much competition around us that we've forgotten to stop and feel.
How many times have you gone out at night just to count the stars or look at the moon?
How many times have you gone to the beach only to sit in the sand and enjoy the setting sun and not for the party after?
How many times has the gush of autumn wind brushing against your cheek, messing with your hair, made you stop in your tracks and close your eyes?
We're so caught up in proving ourselves better than the rest, we've stopped appreciating small things.
The fear of losing is constantly depriving us of the small joys of life.
So next time you see someone succeeding, try to say "wow she inspires me, she must've worked so hard" instead of "What a bitch! How did she even succeed."
Because at the end of the day you are left only with yourself.
So work on making yourself a better human being than yesterday.
If you want to compete, compete with yourself.-
* Is it not love *
Is love only of one kind
That expects as much in return
Is it not love
When a father toils hard
To give you the life you yearn..
Is love only of one kind
That pressurises you to conform
Is it not love
When a mother, in your sleep
Drapes a blanket to keep you warm..
Is love only of one kind
That demands a time together
Is it not love
When a sister fondly keeps
Rakhis for her distant brother..
Is love only of one kind,
That rips your heart in two
Is it not love
When a friend promises
To put it back for you..-