I always believe that karma starts right with our intent and is eventually shown in our actions. Around three years ago, I began slipping towards a complete collapse, nearly losing myself. I can’t even explain how the universe helped me through it—little signs, coincidences, unexplainable energy. Even now, I feel that unseen support, but I too feel the weight of everything that happened. The pain, the numbness, the void it left behind.

I am not sure if I was truly intentional toward the people around me during these times, or if I was inconsiderate in my thoughts, desperate in my attempts, operating with a place of fear, or frustrated with the wait. It made me realise how fragile we, as humans, can be.

In the end, I feel that the real tragedy of life is how its hardest moments are often the hardest to express.

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Can I judge you?
Nah! If I do, a part of me would be judged too.

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While heading back to my place after having a talk with you today, I sensed a kind of acceptance. Maybe that was the ride of acceptance. Acceptance of the fact that this was
the final time; that I am not going to turn back now.

Acceptance of the fact that the one whom I befriended with is long gone. Acceptance of the fact that you are not
in a state to sense my condition; that you wish to be either ignorant or diplomatic, or maybe both.

Acceptance of the fact that reasoning and relationships
can change even in a month. Acceptance of the fact that expectation kills, and sometimes literally. Acceptance of the fact that reality has a bigger role to play than morality.

Acceptance of the fact that being practical is way more important than being true to your heart.

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Later did I realise that while life may appear as a continual concept on the surface, at a deeper, more experiential level, it is more of living through different phases, each with its own emotional depth and experiences, sometimes differing significantly from the others.

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जैसे नादानी के ऊपर समझदारी का एक ग़िलाफ़ चढ़ाया गया।
मानो नादानी का दिख जाना अब ठीक नहीं।

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If you get to see her heart once, you will care less about her actions.

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Codependency is the highest form of intimacy

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Love is never sufficient, character is; and it is only through love that one could seek to build his character.

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Love is never sufficient, character is; and it is only through love that one could seek to build his character.

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Love is never sufficient, character is; and it is only through love that one could seek to build his character.

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