Wednesday, 18 January 2017

When to give up.

Is there a manual for how to live?

How to be when everything starts falling apart, and you see your burning house in front of you?

How to let go of something you wished could stay forever?

How to press the reset button in life?

How to console oneself when everything lies in front of you broken and shredded?

One final time.
That's what you said right?

Sunday, 15 January 2017

Open eyed world.

One day she woke up to her regular self. Early in the hours, the sun was yet away from visiting her window. The cup from last night's late coffee was sitting on her work desk alongside the pile of sheets.
She pressed the little red light's view alongside the music. The gloom from last night's tears was still surrounding her.

When she opened her eyes, the world depicted a new picture to her. This time, instead of letting things and situations taking control of her, she was ready to take control on her own.
The 7 years of gloom around his death were finally coming to an end.
Last night's ode to his death anniversary were probably what it took.
This realization was to take much ahead of where she contemplated things to be. She was going on a journey, with a new person inside her this time.

Instead of feeling trapped in time, she felt like time could set her free.

Right eyes, that's what it takes right? 

Sunday, 4 December 2016

Being someone.

When we least expect things to happen, they happen.

And then who are we, the same person who we used to be? 

Every cell I was born with is probably dead by now, I am made of things that keep dying, and new ones replace them; and then there are those things inside me, which always had a brain of their own. 

Then I see him and my heartbeat is not mine anymore. 

"but in our story,
who is the monster at the end of the book?
oh my love, the monster is time."
Courtesy: Free
Photograph: Anna

Monday, 7 November 2016

Are we there yet?

Sometimes, I can't see what I'm looking for.

Is it the life of a traveler, with dreams of becoming someone.

Is it the life of a dreamer, with plans of a creator.

Is it the life of a liar, with the face of a happy girl.

Is it the life of a baker, with the smile of a musician.

Who am I anyway?

Do I even seek something, or isn't life just a drag where you keep pulling yourself through times when you'd rather not live anymore.

Why am I even doing this.

Brooklyn's too cold tonight, and all my friends are three years away.
My mother said I could be anything I wanted, but I chose to live.
-Ocean Vuong, 'Thanksgiving 2006', from Night sky with exit wounds

Picture Credits- Katharina Sophia

Saturday, 15 October 2016

Listen to me.

'cause you'll need my permission before you step outside.

you'll need it when you dance. maybe you shouldn't dance.

nor those clothes. they're inappropriate. you shouldn't look good enough, or you'll attract unwanted attention.

you'll need my permission, cause you shouldn't have food with the ones I don't consider appropriate.

you should never meet the boys. They're not from where we are, they'll not be the way to you, the way we approve of.

That girl shouldn't be your friend either, we don't approve of her.

I'm just trying to protect you from the harsh world you know. you should listen to me. 

can you stay here with me? I won't tell a soul.
-Charlie Puth

Saturday, 17 September 2016

Begin Again.

Close your eyes and begin again.

Take yourself back to where it all started from.

Clean the spaces in your head and make space for space.

This time we'll build the castle brick by brick.

Choosing each brick with the needs in time of time.

Painting the colors of joy with joy.

Like each layer is a new day, every day.

And in the journey, I'll be home in home.

Together, creating a better world of the world.

'cause a better tomorrow awaits within tomorrow.

and dreams do come true, when you're dreaming out loud.

'cause all that I am is a dreamer.

Wednesday, 7 September 2016


How far is away anyway.

Is it far across in the head or miles across the sea?

Is it a lie that you're living, or a tomorrow that you're dreaming?

Is it the same person who woke up this morning, or the one going to sleep tonight?

"It’s so strange how life works: You want something and you wait and wait and feel like it’s taking forever to come. Then it happens and it’s over and all you want to do is curl back up in that moment before things changed."
_Lauren Oliver, Delirium #1
Picture courtesy- 
Courtesy- Free

Wednesday, 24 August 2016

How to be Happy Manual I.O

You're yours and he's his.

There's no reason good enough to stay or bad enough to leave, they're just reasons. Plain and simple.

If you love him, find the strength to stay. Sometimes, despite the love you'll feel that its time to leave. Go by that instinct, the guiding light, not by the emotional outburst.

Heal yourself. Only you can help yourself. Love yourself, respect you. You deserve every bit of it. You must have the courage to be you. Not the glossier version like the one worn by the girl in polka dots you saw yesterday. Not the tight skirt version of the pretentious you either. The version that's you, just you. Even if it sometimes makes you feel uncomfortable in your own skin.

Let the emotions flow by. At times this will mean that the PMS is making you cry. You could be sobbing about something morbid in the corner of the washroom, while that mascara drains off and your eyelids are swollen. Or you could be turning your umbrella off, while it starts to rain only to get wet and feel every inch of love flowing through across the sky. Don't let either of those two stay.

Find the silence within you. Let the content version of you prevail over every other version of you. Sometimes, this version might get lost in the fast running metro, with the heap of workload on your head or that unfinished conversation. Remember to find her sitting across the door reading Brida while she thinks of herself travelling across Europe.

You know what, she's leaving in less than a fortnight for finding herself.

Yes, she's going alone.

Dreaming within dreams, that's how it feels right?

If you seek love, you'll find it everywhere. Sometimes, it'll come find you! Remember to never ever stop dreaming! I've got your back. 
You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame. How could you become new if you haven’t first become ashes?
—Friedrich Nietzsche

Wednesday, 27 July 2016

Fight it out.

Most relevant battles aren't fought outside, they're fought inside, sometimes with the closest ones.

They're not always about world peace, or international issues, they're about little things like dominance and where to draw the line.

The important conclusion is not that you should win, the important conclusion is that you should do the right thing.

DO NOT let anyone tell you what to do, at the end of it, do what you think is right.

DO NOT let their fear guide your instincts. Let your instincts speak.

DO NOT let anyone cross the line. The line between them and your sense of peace.
If you think that line is being crossed, give them hints, if they're good enough to respect your space, they'll trace their steps back. If they don't, MAKE THEM.

NO ONE has the right to harm you.

YOU DON'T have the right to harm yourself. NOR DO THEY.

NO REASON is good enough, NOR shall anything ever be.

Remember to save yourself. Fight it out if that's what it takes.

You are stronger than your idea of yourself.

"One day took a world away."
_Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides 

Sunday, 3 July 2016

Places you should never go back to.

Some places look like home, but they aren't home. They could bear all the fanciness that comes with it, but those could be like silhouettes. It is the forbearance of lies.

It's not that it's all bad, it's just not for you. In living, it is important to remember your worth and not let others devaluate you. However, they will do everything possible to break you. It's their easier virtue, to find their sense of peace in blaming others.

You have to remember to remind yourself that it's not your fault.

I think that's the most difficult part, to remember that you're okay and that it's all okay, you are allowed to make mistakes and that it only makes you human.

You don't have to be scared, there is nothing worth being scared of. Even when life is pacing slow, it's alright, you are playing your role. You are doing the job merely by existing.

If no one told this to you already, let me say it out loud, thank you for existing. Thank you for being so marvelously beautiful and absolutely incredible in being yourself. In being the real version of you, you have given to this world more than it could have ever asked for.

Thank you for the love and patience. Thank you for remembering not to pluck the flowers while they were blooming, thank you for taking care of everyone, thank you for remembering not to hurt them even when they did everything possible to hurt every piece of you.

Thank you for making every morning a memoir of forgiveness and for waking up with more love.

Thank you for being so incredibly beautiful to find joy in everything no matter what pulled you down.

Thank you for being the ray of shining light in people's lives and always uplifting them to find better versions of themselves.

Most importantly, thank you for being a manifestation of love in this world.

Everyone deserves to be just as beautiful as you are, but they don't seek the truth.

Thank you for seeking the truth.

No matter where you will be, the world will honor your existence.

Thank you for being you.

'cause what you seek, lies within.
It's time to look inside.