Sunday 14 June 2015

The Parting...

You left me a few years ago, but it hasn't mattered to me yet. Perhaps this shows I never loved you, or if I did, it was a little too less for me to feel a sense of loss at our separation.
Perhaps the break-up was secretly hoped and prayed for somewhere in my subconscious mind, because it did not come as a huge shock like it should really have.
Yesterday evening I saw you with another guy, but the sharp pain in my heart that I should have felt, was missing. Was I just pretending to love you then, all this while?
I guess I will never know the truth, and even if I do, I won't spend any more words in expressing it. Perhaps it was always supposed to be this way, with you and I on separate paths, never meant to journey together.
And today when I look back and try to remember our time together, the feeling of true bereavement is missing.
I simply don't feel any loss.I think I never loved you. And I think you never loved me either.
Good that we broke-up before carrying this sham too far. Good that we did not waste any more time trying to pretend that we were meant to be together.

Friday 5 December 2014

Hopes...

The year is about to shut down. Everyone would have held a bucket of memories. Not every memory is meant to satisfy the bucket and some are just meant to be there in our heart.

Close your eyes and spin around once. Go through the year and become nostalgic. Feel the curves of your face. That ear to ear grin. The lone tear of happiness.

And so, there would be a flashback of bad times. The regrets. The words left unsaid. The up and down stream of emotions. But don't lay off yourself. Get up and cure the damaged things and relations before the year shows you the end. I assure you the satisfaction.

Pen down whatever the year has brought to you. Successes. Failures. Happiness. Voids. And everything! Remember, failures lead to success and some voids are just meant to be hollow. They are better untouched.

Don't get depressed and paranoid. The new year is here to bring a hell lot of fresh experiences. Don't lose hope. Hopes are the threshold of your dreams. Dreams are the door to your happiness.

Thus, welcome the year by healing the wounds, thanking the people and celebrating the happiness.

Forgive others. Accept your mistakes. Cry and move on. Thank god for everything. Smile always.  

Less than a month left!

Thursday 21 August 2014

I want you to know...

I want you to know that one day we will fly kites in December.This is something I have not done,and one of the many First adventures I will have with you. I want you to know that when you are peaceful sleeping and passionate drawing, I am peaceful and passionate too.You are my home as well as the voice in the back of my head that warns me and salutes me. You are what shines in a hollow cave,you are logic when everything else is obscure and intimidating.
I want you to know that I turn away and curl up in a ball because it is the closest to your warm touch,but I really just want you to hold me.I want you to cradle me even when I push your arm away,and I want you to confront my anger by reminding me that we are one and that we will be okay, we are Okay.
I want you to know that I will need to run instead of walk when I see you waiting at the end of the road. I will cry but not because I am afraid.I will cry because that won't be just another milestone, but the memories, following which will be an exhilarating joyride that will surpass the current and set sky-high standards for years after. I believe, and I want you to believe too - that it can only get better. It will get better. I want you to know that I love you and I mean it really.

Saturday 10 May 2014

Be compassionate to yourself..

If you're familiar with that ubiquitous Marianne Williamson quotation ("Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure …"), you might also have come across its slightly more reserved cousin: "If someone talked to you the way you talk to yourself, you would have kicked them out of your life a long time ago.

The irony of those feel-good sayings, which can be found on many a Facebook wall, Twitter bio, and Pinterest board, is that people who believe that they deserve validation are likely already on the right track. (Much quieter are people whose insides shrivel at the thought of laying any claim to Williamson's "power beyond measure, or even basic kindness—not necessarily out of cynicism, but due to a single-minded conviction in their own worthlessness.)

In a sense, a self-loathing person believes that he or she is the realist. Well coming to reality for someone who is self-loathing. It depends on the person and what their fixation is. Some people think they're really stupid; some people think they're weak; some people think they're ugly. Whatever it is, it colors their daily life. You dress as fast as possible to hide your body without looking at yourself in the mirror because you can't stand it—and then you've put on an outfit that maybe isn't the most flattering. You become fake because you're covering up your own self-loathing, and you can't really pay attention to your spouse, or your boss, or the friend that you're going out with, since part of you is absorbed in, how do I look? How do I sound? Terrible?

The way I see it, we make ourselves hard to love. There's a certain negative narcissism aspect to having low self-esteem. People who totally adore themselves are hard to love because they only see themselves and it's hard for them to care about you. But people who hate themselves are also hard to love because they, too, are so self-absorbed that their own needs and miseries obstruct their view of another person. You can't see into someone else's heart if you are so wrapped up in yourself. If you're sitting there, sobbing on the bed and there's someone beside you saying, "But I love you," and you reply, "No! I'm so worthless!" you're basically saying 'screw you' to that person. If we can have compassion for ourselves, then we are inviting ourselves to have compassion for others, which makes relationships fairer and more equal.

I've seen how difficult it is for people that are in relationships with a person who hates [himself]. They feel that they are not being listened to, and that their care and concern for the self-loathing person is being rejected. 

If you are the friend, understand that they are living in a state of delusion, at least for now, and that arguing with them is just going to make them more firmly entrenched in their incorrect beliefs. Complimenting people with low self-esteem often doesn't work because it's very difficult for them to accept simple praise. Humor often makes a difference because people with low self-esteem are so down on themselves and so depressed that if you make them laugh, you're bringing them out of themselves.

The way to save ourselves is, among other things, to break those habits that keep us rooted in our self-loathing and in the way that people see us—which make others feed back to us our wrong beliefs about ourselves. If you are always apologizing, some people will feel sorry for you and some people will stomp on you, but in either case that's probably not the real you. Do you really feel that sorry about everything you do? Do you really feel like you need to beg everyone for permission? Probably not. Look at the things you do as if they were on a movie screen and take away the I did it because I'm an idiot. The more you become aware of that thinking and those habits, the easier it becomes to shift them.

For me, I'm in a state of acceptance, and that is a huge, huge difference. In my 20s, I have a friend who literally would, in earnest, look in the mirror and say, "I look handsome" — and he means it. I was always like, 'Whoa, that is so weird.' I'm not saying let's all be like him, but we can get to the middle and just be. It's funny: I'm not looking in the mirror, or complimenting myself, or thinking about myself very much. I'll walk through the day just thinking, "Oh, there's a crow," and I'm so grateful for that.

Friday 9 May 2014

Losing someone...

When you lose someone, someone you love, they break your heart. It's the hardest thing you could ever go through. And no matter how much time has passed, it never really goes away.

You may think you're getting better, but then you get a flashback, or hear a song that reminds you of a memory, and it hits you all over again,all at once, like a stab in the chest. You fall apart, perhaps for the hundredth time. And you feel like you just want to crawl under a rock and never come out. You love this person with all of your heart, even though you know you shouldn't. They hurt you worse than you've ever been hurt. They stole your happiness. But yet, you still want them, and only them. Other people come along and give you chances to move on, but you know you don't want to.It upsets you that you might be moving on, because you promised you never would. And even if they broke all their promises, you want to keep yours.

On top of that, you're terrified. Terrified of getting hurt again. But it's not like it matters anyway, at the end of the day you're still thinking about the person who has left you completely broken.

You don't want to miss them anymore. You don't want to love them anymore, but you know you always will.

Look who is talking...

Just because I’m talking to myself, it doesn’t mean I’m listening. It’s not that I ignore myself entirely, it’s just that some of the voices inside my head are not saying things that I want to hear anymore. In particular, I’ve stopped listening to the critical, scolding voice that tells me incessantly that everything I do is wrong.

It took me a lifetime to realize that I am essentially three people. Most people only know me for the person I present to the world, the person I pretend to be. This is the “me” that I want the world to see – an optimistic, confident and happy person. But this “pretend me” mostly tries to conceal another person – my negative self-image. And buried somewhere deep in my psyche is a third “me”, the real and authentic person I was meant to be.

But by far the most important thing that I have ever discovered about myself is that my negative self-image is not the truth. It is not reality.

Every day of my life, my energy was focused on a battle between the person I wanted people to see and my negative self-image. There was no hope for the person that was truly me.

For years, I soaked up emotions but never let them show on the outside. Feelings circled inside me in a loop of rage and fear, helpless to change anything. Everything I did was to prove that I was not worthless. But I failed. Inside, I was still the worthless child, desperate for approval, afraid to make loving relationships for fear of rejection and abandonment.

It is the same for most of us. Only by knowing that our negative self-image is not the truth can we begin to rejoice in the person we truly are, the person we were meant to be. To know that love does not automatically result in rejection. To know that we are not worthless, that we have as much right to be here as anyone. To know that the world would not be a better place without us.

Picture yourself as you know yourself to truly be. Not the negative self-image that other people gave you. And not the person you pretend to be. Picture yourself in every detail and imagine the incredible thrill of what it would be like to be the real you.

Don’t get to the end of your life knowing that no one ever knew who you really were. The real you is longing to see the light of day.

Thursday 17 April 2014

Break free...off the shackles

Sometimes people come into your life & you know right away that they were meant to be there, to serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or help you figure out who you are & or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be (possibly your roommate, neighbor, professor, long lost friend, lover, or even a complete stranger), but when you lock eyes with them, you know at the very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way. And sometime things will happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, & unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming these obstacles that you would have never realized your true potential, strength, will power, or heart.

Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by mean of good luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness & sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul.Without this small test, whatever they may be, life would be like a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere. It would be safe & comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless. 

The people that you meet who affect your life, and the success and downfalls you experience, help to create who you are and who you will become Even the bad experiences are learned from. In fact, they are the most poignant ones. If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your heart, forgive them for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious when you open your heart. If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but because in a way, they are teaching you to love & how to open your heart & eyes to things. Make everyday count. Appreciate every moment & take from those moments everything you could possibly can for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk to people that you have never talked to before & actually listen... Let yourself fall in love again, break free, and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right too. Tell yourself that you are a great individual & believe in yourself.

For if you don't believe in yourself, it will be hard for others to believe in you. You can make your life anything you wish.....Create your own life & then go out & live it with absolutely NO REGRETS.

Most importantly, if you love someone tell him or her, for you NEVER know what tomorrow may have in store. And learn a lesson in life each day you live. Today is the tomorrow you were worried about yesterday.... Was it worth it?