Indifference !



I’m a soul of extremes

juggling between feeling too much,

or not feeling at all

its either over-whelmed emotions

or total indifference

never an inbetween.

A world it is,

that we live in

things are many, actions are more

the dawn of realisation strikes

leaving a ray of enlightenment to your door

illuminating from within, 

that things are just things

actions are just actions

years from now, which will remain

mere memories,

cherished or bitter,

leaving for you to decide.

I choose indifference for the bitter ones

and endurance for the ones cherished

cause life is meant to live.

taking empathy, acceptance and forgiveness

as companions, eternal

adoring this journey called life

is what i call my way of living !



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A lyrical


The ink never fades,

for the words create,

poetry and prose;

as the mind conceives,

the emotions,

reflecting my thoughts,

turning into,

a lyrical of unison,

that is meant to be eternal.



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Magical ! (Re-post)


Do you remember I asked you once about the best time you think we had spent together?

I remember how well you explained it embellishing with expressions and gestures, the sparkle in your eyes spoke all about the passion you held for that time. And i know how much you meant it because you are the one who speak with the depth of your eyes more than using words.

I never could tell you this, but do you know why that time held such a special place in your life? It was because in those few days you realised that you’ve fallen in love with me.

The moment of realisation of loving you was different for me. And from that moment till this day, nothing has been better than that for me as well. I visualise it every now and then. It’s my happy place to go to, when everything else around me is chaotic.

Did I tell you ever how I felt when our eyes locked for the first time?

Did I tell you ever how I felt when you first touched me and held me closer?

Did I tell you ever how I felt in the moment when your hands were in my hair and we were inches apart?

Did I tell you ever how it felt when your lips touched mine for the first time?

Did I ever tell you how did I feel when you poured your heart out for me trusting me with the darkest moments of your life?

Did I ever tell you how it felt when you included me in little decisions of your life?

Did I tell you ever how it felt when you cared for me in those little ways, never showing it off?

Did I tell you ever how I felt when you started trusting me with your life?

Did you know how special you made me feel?

It was magical. And it has been magical since then.

Ever since I realised that I love you, I have fallen in love with you every day all over again, every-time for a different reason.

Even in the times I dislike things you say or do, even in the times we fight, even in the times when I say hurtful things, and even in the times when I feel that you don’t understand my place, one thing I can’t stop is loving you.

The times when we were together were magical with your presence and now, when we are miles apart are magical too with the caravan of memories you’ve given me to live with until we meet again.


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And I refuse to give up ! (Re-post)

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I have been subjected to denial a million times.
I have been said ‘no’ many times by many people.
But I want to see, what happens if I don’t give up.
I do have something. I exceedingly believe in, it makes me want to just smile and pull my act together, letting ‘them’ watch me.
I have learnt to take rejections as motivation, converting them into strength.
I have learnt to secure myself in my own being, for they can only defeat me when i’m insecure.
I’ve learnt that ‘my spot’ is already reserved, and I just need to keep working, keep moving, to reach there and fill it, instead of worrying about, it being taken away from me.
I’m not weakness, I’m strength. I’m unstoppable.
And I certainly ‘refuse to give up’
not just yet, not ever. 


Ceased regret !


I could have,

I should have,

I would have,

only if.

A saga put on a repeat mode in the head

the if stopped you, and you didn’t

what you should’ve at the place first.

what is undone remains undone

what is unsaid remains unsaid

until regret ceases to exist.

Ignore the chances un-taken

focus on the ones approaching,

for beating yourself up 

over inevitable, is just futile as it is,

bringing forth anything but despair.

Pave the way, instead,

for the dive of  a second chance,

make this one your own,

cause once the clock takes its circle complete,

its success rather regret,

the emotion that it is, 

what your heart needs to feel.



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Ink !


I can write,

dipping my pen,

into the ink of inspiration,

that i find in you.

and i will continue to create you,

through my words,

as long as my hands can hold this pen,

and you,

you will remain as close as you can be,

here in the poetry i create,

looking back and reading them,

will be a cherished walk,

down the memory lane,

where i will drown myself,

in the deep ocean of, 

creations speaking of you.


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Alter ego !



Laying down on the ground,

in the darkest hour of night.

while the winds too are asleep,

I mourn the loss,

loss of a dream.


I gaze at the sky above me,

jewelled with twinkling stars,

bringing life to the lifeless.

And the moon,

never in solitary,

even on the days, when,

it chooses to remain concealed,

they wait for it patiently,

to re-appear,

Just so they remain,

the perfect companions.

of all times.


Its surreal,

soothing my wounded heart,

for it secretly finds the company,

of the shining light of the night sky,

shedding radiance on its darkness,

guarding it with a beautiful,

white light of hope.



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Beyond distance !



Don’t fret,

for delusional is the distance

Real is the love,

that we share,

it will endure the pain,

and cross the miles,

with a blink of an eye,

in a single heartbeat.


you let go off my hand,

to grasp me in your heart,


No matter the time,

no matter the spaces,

held in the warm embrace of others heart,

we are tied with an inseparable thread,

until the hour of blissful unison.




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An attempt at ‘Mandala Art’ !

“Create. Not for the money. Not for the fame. Not for the recognition. But for the pure joy of creating something and sharing it.” ― Ernest Barbaric.jpg


Yesterday, I was sitting, trying to contemplate my feelings, where no questions were being answered despite the innumerable times of asking them. So, I tried a different way to channelise whatever energy I was attracting at that point of time. I have been reading about ‘Mandala art’ and its therapy from quite some time now, so I thought of trying it myself.

Mandala has a history which goes back to the origin of Buddhism and Hinduism and it is recognised for its spiritual meaning and representation as a whole. Apart from its religious and spiritual meaning, according to psychology, this art is a representation of the unconscious self of its creator. therefore the shapes and patterns one create in their mandala, is a reflection of their inner-self, at the time of creation. Ultimately it will be a portrayal of their own in that span when that art is being created.

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Well, I had no clue what was going inside my own self, when I was attempting to create this, yet for me it somewhere calmed me, all the chaos and turmoil came to a standstill, and there was a feeling of peace, and also bliss, for the piece of creation I could see on the paper. I might not yet have deciphered those emotions which led me to this, however the fog was lifted, i could see and think clearly after its completion. And probably that’s what I needed, that clarity to think through, to understand myself better.

I always have believed that when certain things are not going a certain way we have imagined, if we divert our energies to a place of creation, we eventually feel better. Nothing is better when you see a physical evidence of something that you’ve created by your own, it gives you peace, confidence and satisfaction which in turn strengthen you to keep moving gradually one step at a time, to finally reach your goal.

I wanted to share my attempt of this creation and also the feelings i experienced before and after this creation. It definitely was an experience worth having and I will definitely be trying my hand in this ‘Mandala art’ to feel better and positive, in future too, for Mandalas are everywhere. They are the structures of our cells, our world, and our universe.




Finding meaning ! – Day 3 of the 3 day quote challenge

So, this is the last day of the 3 day quote challenge. I really am grateful to paeansunpluggedblog for inviting me to participate in the challenge. I thoroughly enjoyed these three days sharing these quotes. I recommend you to visit her blog, she is an artist of words, and her poems takes you in a different world. I thank her again for this!


  • Thank the person who nominated you.
  • Post a quote for three consecutive days (1 quote for each day).
  • Share why this quote appeals so much to you.
  • Nominate 3 different bloggers for each day.

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“Those who have a ‘why’ to live, can bear with almost any ‘how’.”
― Viktor E. Frankl

This quote holds very deep meaning in general, and to me, in particular. Everyone of us have our fair share of highs and lows, and when we are in a phase where things seem to go directionless, we tend to loose our calm, it was such a time in my life, when I read Viktor E. Frankl’s, Man’s Search for Meaning. Though the book helped me at so many levels, but this quote particularly was one take away from it for life. This summed up the art of living for me especially when the weather is not fair.

Its about finding that reason, and rest figures and unfolds itself. And in the process you develop thee fortitude and strength needed to fight for that reason.

On that note, I invite the following bloggers to participate in the challenge, hoping that they would join in, so together we can spread words full of hope, inspiration and love, keeping the belief strong in our hearts to make change happen !


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