Tag: tales

Some day someone…..

Someday someone will come and hold you without holding you. Someone will enjoy the fluttering of butterflies the way you enjoyed before. He will crave for your presence. Will crave for your little smile. A normal line of tension on your face make him so tensed. Will enjoy your immature behavior. Mark the way you talk, the way you drive. Will feel nervous to have convo with you. But when that happen he will be the super happier. Will take care of your nervousness too.

Your smiles have impact on him, your tears also. In fact your giggles and sobs too. He will take care of your little to little necessities also worthless demands too. Someday someone will wish you in his life. Someday you’ll be someone’s prayer. Your good health will be 1st priority of someone except your mother. Except your family you Will be someone’s reason of life.

He will just come and hug your soul that comfortably, your sorrows, heart break, pains, ifs and buts, bunch of question marks will be melted down. He will introduce you to the hidden you inside you. He will teach you to love yourself again. Without your permission he will take you to the land free from fear negativities unnecessary thoughts. Without your permission he will be a part of your everything, every emotions. Your aches will be eradicated your fears too. Only bliss will be all around your, with someone for whom you’re a pure form of blessings.

Yes he will come unexpectedly as an answer of the most expected question of your life and settled down with your life till eternity.

(∩•ω•∩)♬♡♡♡

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life

Eyes👀

Hey pretty soul,

Have you ever marked your eyes?
Have you ever marked how remarkably deep they are?
How charming and attractive they are?
How soothing and loud they are?

Loads of stories are hidden there
Lots of memories were captured
In fact they capture with every passing moments

Plenty of emotions
Numerous code words
Millions signs
Trillions voices
Are hidden behind small small winks.

If it’s possible
Hold the tears: jewels of eyes
To express themselves for worthy people and worthy emotions
And
Yes
Unworthy one never deserved them.
.
.
o(〃＾▽＾〃)o

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letters life life tales

Directionless Traveler

I don’t know where i am? In the mid way of life, I am confused I am lost. I lost my identity,my reasons, to explain myself. slowly slowly might be I’m forgetting my values my virtues. Without values without virtues, what is the definition of human life?

Loving someone hard wouldn’t cost it. Cause Love teaches how to live. It teaches how to be alive in the short term life. In fact it is the mantra of life. But, how the mantra get toxic to me?

Like this there are lots of questions in front of me. How I got puzzled in the web of feelings? Where I didn’t want, need any relationships, how could get so trapped in the web of feelings? Is it wrong to feel ? or I choose a wrong one for me? or expecting something in return is my mistake?

In the dark web of such questions I am getting puzzled day by day. I am trying hard to get me. But I’m failing day by day. where and there I’m the culprit of myself as well as of my heart and brain. They always fight with themselves for a person who has no idea about the suffer. for whom they are just the combination of flesh, bone and blood.

False imaginations, intrusive thoughts, blasphemy now killing me everyday. Where I used to be a free bird, now I am the cage for myself. I scold myself, I hate myself, even I beat myself. Where I was so proud of my feelings, now I am ashamed of me. Every time I thought what is the reason behind it? That person or me? To make myself guilt-free,to console me I make that person responsible . But is that person really responsible for it? or my own unwanted expectations?

Where and there loving someone unexpectedly, I expected that one in my life for forever. I imagined him in every sour and sweet moments. Without his permission I made him partner of life and mate of soul. I get used to tell everything about every certain uncertain things of my life. In true words, slowly slowly i get addicted to that one. And dude, “addiction is always harmful”. That’s why I suffered and still suffering. I’m yelling for imagining bad. I’m screaming with blasphemous thoughts. I’m cursing myself everyday. I’m accusing that one as well as myself for that situation. In this journey of loving someone now I’m so far from myself.

I know I’m the culprit of my self-respect, of my self-esteem. Yet I make another one responsible for it to make the load of heart and mind light. Might be i’m wrong. But feeling for someone isn’t. I know expectation is wrong but Love is not.

Without hopes without conditions what will be the definition of something? Then I got something “A journey which has no destination, is destination for itself”.Some journey’s have no destination, still they continues with ups and downs, ifs and buts.

May be I’m the directionless traveler of that destined journey. Still hoping for a happy journey with happy destination.

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love

….. LOVE…..

When you’re in love, you find yourself in them . Little to little details about yourself you just try to search in front person. If you’re an old soul, you can truly relate with it.

But today’s dating culture is completely different. today’s lovebirds just puzzled between their ‘my stuffs’, instead of making each other ‘mine’.

But for old soul, love is just a deep feeling to get each-other after every bitter sour moments. It’s about such tiny stuffs when your liking turn into theirs & vice-versa. It’s when you both can lost into each-others eyes for hours. It’s love when you both spend times talking about goals and life without caring it’s day or night. eventually gaps between you both decreases with the increament of love, trust, feelings, rights. It’s when you not only read each others eyes, but also mind & try to understand each others mindset. It’s really beautiful when each-other understand each-other’s untold pain without a glimpse of word.

LOVE is rare to find. It’s not easy. May be some of you are lucky to have such person in life. But for rest of you, if you ever meet the person who has only one reason to ignore all your flaws & mistakes then never let them go. Happiness and peace aren’t about the things we can see, it’s all about what we feel. It’s right and physics also says that opposite attracts. But you know, when you start vibing with their tune, then yes, you’re in love man. Love is not only an emotion, It’s the journey from pointing out each other’s mistake privately and rectify it with the every forward step. May be in this journey one day you’ll get yourself in them. And that’s the definition of love.

Make sure, if you get someone like them in your life, just hold them and never let them go.

💕💞

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motivation Uncategorized

Life is fun . Right…. 😉

If life is one time opportunity, then why should we waste it with illusions and delusions.

What I feel this time is, we fear that’s why we’re looser. We fear the unsaid, we fear the future, we fear the dark world of our imagination, in fact we fear ourselves. Cause we don’t try to listen our hearts, we just obey the wish of our hearts’: desire. And bro there’s a huge difference between those two things.

We think, fulfilling our desire is right. But in this journey we forget to listen the voice of heart which one is conscience. And with the journey of desire we just go that far away, we couldn’t listen the voice of heart. That’s why when we fail to satisfy our desire, we fear. We fear to loose the hope of being happy; being alive. We die thousand time in thought of it. The pain of not fulfilling our desire makes us that deaf, we couldn’t listen the soothing words of heart. That’s why we run from ourselves. Fun fact is that to serve our desire we run from ourselves. Isn’t it hilarious? Think about it.

I think the reason is, we see others, we observe others. And atlast we get obsessed with their lifestyle and desired to be like them . By observing them we just want to be like them. We forget that we can be happier with our stuffs. As individuals are different, point of views are different, their needs should be. Right…..??

With the desire of being happy like other’s, we fail to be like ourselves; being happy is faraway. We fail to be only one. We just behave like a puppet of desires instead of dancing in own rhythms. That’s why suffer.

The day I understand that, I forget. I forget to worry. I forget to panic. I forget to desire.

That doesn’t mean, I don’t wish, I don’t dream.

I wish. I dream.

I dream to live my opportunity, with my own terms and conditions.

In fact now I’m trying to fly ; to break the cage of “how” & “why”.

And

One day, I will.

After all life is fun.

Then why should I loose it.

Right..?? 😀😉

Tags depression, life, mental health, self-love, tales, writer, writing