Penpals

This world seemed utopic the moment they met. The moon was shining a bit brighter and the sky was studded with stars that night. The breeze was gentle carrying the scent of roses from a garden near by. Everything ordinary appeared extra beautiful.  Its was love at first sight... They waited for hours, days and months to get to see each other again wondering what the other person was doing. Were they in love with them as much. Or had they already forgotten them. Impatient to talk to eachother.  Fate worked in their favour finally.  A new story began : The Spring:   They saw gardens and sunset and birds and buterflies, held hand and heard together the nature's songs. The Summer :  It was a blazing season that year but even the heat had nothing to hold infront of their passion. They thought they kill for one another. But sometimes they would argue so much so someone might have thought they could kill each other. The Autumn :  Everything started to fall apart. ...

A heartache so severe it broke his heart in two. But so familliar and addiciting that the scars were not a few. Heart broken and mended in the similar spot a million times.  A vicious cycle of hurt and happiness. He had become addicted to. Causing storms in the calm sea for a little thrill_some adrenaline. Intentionally causing thunders become so eratic, it hit him in the heart and broke it in two. The storm usually calmed after that. And the reparative phase would begin a little rain and a little sun shine followed by tiny little blossoms and chirping of the birds. But soon he would get too used to it waiting for the storm to begin soon.  He was addicited to the hurt. The lonely dessert of broken hearts had become his home. He visited the sunny beach and the green oasis, in the neighbourhood, every now and then, but he longed to be here in the end, all by himself_ Alone. May be it was a scared little part of him. Reminding him a fearful memory from the past where he was left ...

So you say, you loved them and so you wanted to protect it from all the bad that had happened to you. You wanted them to not scar in the spots as you. You didn't want them to shed tears on their pillows every night. But that made you grow, didn't it. Thats what matured you. Thats what made you in the person you are today. And don't you think you would most likely repeat the same mistakes in again, given the chance?   Then why do you think halting someone's most needed experience in the process of growth is loving? Do we all not break our hearts once or twice? Do we all not yearn for something so bad, something that we end up losing? Do we all not get tired every night after a long day of running after things that are never ours? Do we all not cry every night or a night every week or month over the things that made our hearts ache? But then did we not learn from it? Did we not learn how to heal our hearts? Did we not learn how to give up our most precious belongings for ...

Did you say yes to a 'little job' again when you were yourself quite busy and didn't wanna upset your friend, but then that little thing turned out to be 2 days worth of a job and made you lag behind on a lot of work? But when you asked the same person you ran an errand for you, seeing that they were free, they denied. Did it hurt you? But is that their fault? NO.  They had every right to put their comfort before everything and so do you! You should also learn to say it sometimes when you need to. In order to please others you somehow lose your individuality and in the process it also normalizes for others to boss you around. And when you have finally had it and say No it is gonna upset them because up until then they would have become accustomed to you agreeing with them. Now, no-one is asking you to be rude and say NO and disagree with whatever you hear. But contradict with fair sense to what is wrong or what you think is right. Or when you thin...

Why is it so difficult to cry sometimes? Why are the people who cry or show emotions considered weak? Sadness is a just as human emotion as happiness. Then why do people take expressing sad emotions as weak? What is this stigma associated with sadness, anxiety and depression? I believe, crying and showing sad and dark emotions is rather brave . And if you happen to find the right person to show them to, you might even b ecome happy. Sadness isn't bad, crying isn’t bad at all pretending to be happy is.  Sadness is just an emotion we feel as a reaction to our treatment by others. Stop putting that happy face on all the time (which takes a lot of inner strength as well). But trust me being vulnerable sometimes feels good. Its good let a few tears roll down your cheeks.  While it might appear difficult to make someone understand your tears, try it. You may find answers, and a true friend who would stick by your side forever. With that, collect someone...

Does our fam affect our mindset? They say:         "Society moulds a man." We will start by an example of two kids raised in different families. One family is highly protective of the kid and does whatever it requires to make him stop crying. When this kid grows up he will have developed the habit of been taken care of and getting whatever he wishes either by will or by force. Hard-work becomes an obsolete idea.  On the other hand, the other family also takes care of their kid but instead say No when needed. And rewards the kid with an occasional treats when he does something good. In this process, where the kid learns the difference between good and bad , he also learns to work hard .  Now, when these kids grow up and are faced with same problem. Both are gonna react differently . The former is more likely to panic and not know how to handle it while latter more probably will know how to handle the situation .  Kids who are...

A JOURNEY TOWARDS THE LIGHT: S omehow, we have all been through those difficult times when everything seems so  heavy, unmanageable and tiring.  It becomes difficult for us to smile . Life seems nothing but a burden that has to be carried around without any gains. We have everyone around us yet we feel so alone. Nothing seems to bring us pleasure. with every wrong happening we feel like being pushed into that blue world , of fears and cries , more and more. WE ASK OURSELVES: WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME? DOES THIS HAPPEN TO ME ONLY? AM I BEING PSYCHOTIC OR SOMETHING OR WHAT? So the answer is:   NO ,YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY ONE FACING IT NOR ARE YOU BEING PSYCHOTIC ! The  fact is that the world we are living in is just as good and merciful as it seems bad and evil. You just need the right eye to see that. But first of all you need to get rid of these negative emotions. There is no one that can help you out of that depressed and anxious state of mind bu...