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A Pocketful of Bliss!

Ok, so how many days do you wake up and feel you’re happy? Like not enormously, over the top happy, but relatively satisfactorily happy. Now all the people who meet me, and I mean all of them, at some point or another, voice the fact that I’m always smiling. I never comprehended the magnitude of it or the significance of how such a small gesture of mine touched others.

There are numerous things to be dejected about in your life, there are often plenty of reasons, self-made or destined, so it’s not really being a phony but acknowledging that life sucks, until you make it nicer. It’s tough to do, mind you, never really easy when your heart is hurting bad or when you are in physical pain. But then I believe, adapting to life that you’re living is the key. If you’re sad, people will ask you for the reason and pretty much stay away from you, or to give you your space or just not mess themselves up. Your friends and family on the other hand, will listen to your plight, give you some suggestions, but ultimately it is you who has to deal with the rough patch. After a while, your heart just gives up. Whereas, if you are sad, but you still smile, the world smiles with you, if someone else is sad, they look at you and they feel happy. Even if it’s a momentary thing, you did your bit to make someone happy.

I love being happy, duh, who doesn’t? It makes my mind work. It makes me want to do things that matter, reach for my goals. I’m at the stage where I’ve lived almost half my life, since the average age that Indians live to is almost down to 60. So, what brings about happiness? I already wrote some of the things in a previous blog post. Today I just want to write, to pour my heart out on paper. I was sad yesterday night, found some things out , heard my favorite nani passed away and then it dawned on me, what next? You die and that’s it, your circle is complete. The things you wanted to do, the people you wanted to meet, the experiences you wanted to have and share, the kisses you wanted to take and give, hugs that comfort your soul, knowledge you crave, places you wanted to visit, stories you wanted to write, the life you want to live and so much more. Where does all of that go? All the wishes unfulfilled, who bears the burden if it all? When you see people who are no longer capable of doing this, you feel like such a waste of a person yourself, because you’re alive and kicking and you can do it, so why don’t we? Wouldn’t it be worse, if you didn’t try at all?

Who knows about next birth? Do we remember the last one? Do we remember what pain we went through, what life we lived, what virtues or sins we committed? No, right? Then why make this life miserable? Then why do we want to torture ourselves and the lives attached to us. So live, just love and live. If we give our life a chance, guaranteed 1 year down the year, one will feel better. You will hurt but you will be better.

The best thing that you can teach yourself is to move forward. No matter what happens in life, to just move forward. One small step at a time, you might falter, or someone might pull you back, a person or memories, yes absolutely, but at least you are walking. Sure your feet might ache and bleed. They might take time to heal but keep walking. So walk, and find that jeweler, in you or another, who can assess the diamond that you are, a bit rough around the edges but priceless indeed!

A Forlorn Fella

A lonesome man, resting abandoned,

As you glimpse at him, you pity him so,

But do you know the sins he perpetrated,

Do you know the hearts he obliterated?

Seldom such scenes, often provoked sympathies,

But do you know how he led to melancholies,

Assumption of an aura so piteous,

We forget to see the turpitudes committed,

Now he sits brooding like an empty dream,

Knowing no path, no journey, no congruence it seems,

Remorse walks towards him now,

His immoralities have come to culmination now,

The brevity of the situation is,

He does not know the corollary yet!

Love Will Find a Way!

When you feel blue and lonesome,

Like you really can’t go on,

When you are crammed with remorse,

Wishing to renounce the world,

Something will remind you that,

Love will find a way!

If it seems that in your delights,

Something tells you to shriek and wail,

When you are going through changes,

Because time seems like it’s not passing away,

But just believe in me,

Love will find a way!

I see the tears in your cry,

I see the pain in your eyes,

So many times you were forlorn,

And no one seemed to care,

If you chance for tomorrow,

But it keeps drowning in your sorrow,

Know your heart will show you the way,

Love will find a way!

Are you trying to find a beginning?

Or something to just hold on to,

The life you’re steering is arduous,

The world seems to be harsh so far,

Don’t worry my darling baby,

Always know that,

Love will find a way!

Some say you’ve lost your way,

Some say the world’s gone astray,

But if you know where you’re going,

There is nothing no one can do,

Problems may come and go,

But the truth will always stay in your soul,

Love will find a way!

Of Broken Things!

The heart plummeted for words,

Such deceptive little obsessions,

They make you heave or swirl,

They compel you to gleam or bleed galore.

Not conquered the art yet,

To identify people for who they are,

Not surmounted the art yet,

To convert my heart to cold dust afar.

So sometimes the pain bubbles underneath,

Waiting to erupt one day like a dormant volcano it seems,

Empty hearts, malicious needs,

How selfish has the world become indeed.

So you take off to another world,

A world where you build high walls,

You wait no longer for someone,

To break or climb to prove at all.

There is some solace,

To know what the other is composed of,

Sagaciously observe individuals,

To know the hidden agendas of all.

So forget the ones that cause you pain,

It was all just a game to them anyway,

How they left you mid-way and played,

Because they were never yours anyway.

Memoir of a Nincompoop

Some people truly have the propensity to piss you off.  Now, I used to be someone who blew steam quite often when I was young. Almost had flares ready to deploy when I was youngish (not that I’m too old) but over the years (and by constant reminders from mum dearest), I have learnt to control my anger. I tend to understand and calm myself down even if I’m burning from inside. This is a great trick I’ve learnt, I would agree, however some people do bring out the beast in me.

For instance, I’m the kind of person who likes to give honest opinion, even though I might not like the person. That’s me (dumb, I know) but that’s how I’ve been raised. So, if you share concern for a stranger you would definitely do much more for a person you consider a friend, right, WRONG. I’ve come to realise that there are people ( aka askholes), who will drain you, solicit advice from you and still end up doing what they want to do and end up getting screwed over it and then end up cribbing to you about it.

Case in point

• I told a friend to not entertain certain advances from an older gentleman; she didn’t listen and is now totally trapped.
•   I asked a person to be wary of someone, nope won’t listen.
•    I advised a friend to listen before she speaks, control her words and she still ended up fighting with another lady and now that person is on the mission to destroy her.
•    I specifically told my dear sister to not spill the beans about something and she did.

Well, what am I, an idiot? I mean I pride myself on the fact that I do understand how people operate (unless I care/love them, then am a dumb fuck too) but still I can see through people at times. Now what irritates me more is that no one sees how much you exhaust yourself trying to help others. I tend to be way too empathetic for a person and then shit happens.

More so, in such situations I hate it when people aggravate me. For instance, if I say something or post something, and someone ‘tells me” to control myself. I means WTF man, no one asked you to lecture me. I’m entitled to a blowout or two. Also, if someone is making a bloody effort in talking and getting to know you or encourage or for that matter compliment, DO NOT REVERT IN EMOJIS.  Like I’m making an effort here and atleast deserve a response, like a proper bloody sentence.

That’s the problem with people, once you start to care for them; they think they can treat you whichever way they want. People are not toys; you cannot just treat them as per your whims and fancies and come running back or push them away. Yours is not the worst or gravest pain. Everyone goes through shit. If a person cares for you atleast appreciate what they do for you. Unless the agenda like some people is to just play around, “time pass” or whatever it is the kids call it these days, it is NOT ok. Period!  No one is your punching bag. You decide what you want out of someone and please let the other person know it too. If at all you don’t follow their advice, please don’t seek any.

You've Got Mail

My favourite romantic movie of all time has to be You've Got Mail. There is something so relatable about Kathleen Kelly. What's not to love anyway? It's about a simple independent girl, a quaint little love story of her that follows. The movie revolves around books, reality, friendships, acceptance, relationships, family and love. 

It's so rare that you find a love that understands you perfectly. Where you share amazing chemistry, you can talk about anything and everything understand. To have a love that does not tire. Who excites you. It makes you hope for that kind of love. So perfect, so complete. 

It teaches you how to love and care for a person. How to fight for your love, compromise but also figure out who you want in your life. How to move forward when things are stagnant. How to dream when all hopes and faith are dashed. How crazy you are with your friends. How you become a better you. 

Another great thing about the movie is the soundtrack. The perfect blend of old classics, that sing to your soul.  I'm quite fond of all the songs played anyway. How inspite of challenges you are driven towards your better half, a better future, marching into the unknown. The dialogues, like the music are heavenly. 

The best part of the movie were the emails. How easily words described the feelings. How gloriously emotions were translated and conveyed. In a world where we might not say what we really mean, what if we really could and what if that is just the moment destiny is waiting for to give you whatever you need. What if...

Of little dreams!

You know what's the most demeaning thing you can do? It's to make a person compete for your love. Whether it's with someone you recently dated or your memories/past. 

I'm scared to really fall in love, as in knee deep, butterfly flutter, only you kinda love.  I've been there once, it took a lot of effort to come out of it, but I did. For me, love is as old school as it comes. It brings those butterflies. I invest myself completely. I love with gusto. I somewhere forgot that feeling. I was so deep in hurt that I forgot my worth. Everyone deserves a person who loves them to the core. But somewhere now the definition of love has changed for me. 

There was a time, when it was about the similarity in likes and dislikes. To be honest, various attributes, fun and frolic. But as I went through what I did, it awakened me. I'm at a stage where now I meet people, hear stories of who are married, who are happy or unhappy. The checklist has changed completely. That checklist is definitely not about materialistic things. It's refined a little, nope a lot.  I won't lie that there are certain qualities and traits I still seek but looks and money is surely not one of them. Money actually never was. I always wanted some stability, that's it. 

In a world full of chaos. I want peace. There are so many battles you fight everyday, that you just want one person to lay your head on and relax. Someone to rely on. Someone who knows that you can manage everything on your own and all you really need is support, kisses and hugs that ensure things will be better. That feeling of being home. That security and protection. Someone who doesn't go around the world investing in "emotional one night stands". 

At this age, everyone comes with baggage, you need someone who accepts it, not so you can burden them but love the person who is now with you for who they are, today. As an empowered woman, I don't need a man to do things for me. I don't want his money. The only thing I need are things which I crave intrinsically. The fact that he wants to come home to me. He makes me secure. He wants to make love to me every night. He doesn't call me 24x7 but let's me know i'm on his mind. He wants to protect me, believes I'm his confidant. He stands by me. We swim through the rough times and cherish the happy ones. He doesn't fake things or lie because yeah a woman can figure it out and can walk away. That's the love I want. 

Difficult choices

When you tell someone you love them. It's a declaration  of your feelings, your trust and your loyalty towards that person. You accept the fact that even though they are flawed, they are yours. You know the road has bumps but you also have faith that you will work together to smoothen it. 

Then what happens when one person betrays that trust. Where does the love you have for them go? I've come to realise that even though it stays, but it weakens with every lie. I honestly now believe that if you are an honest person, God helps you. The truth comes to light. You will automatically come to realise when you have been betrayed. 

Even though the one who is hurt, hurts more. Know that you've been saved. Lies, lack of trust, disloyalty and deception rarely survives. You need someone in your life, who needs you in theirs and not simultaneously repeat the pattern with other girls. The fact and the realisation of the fact that you were played and used, stays with you always. It never really heals. 

You are allowed to step back. You are allowed to choose happiness. You are allowed to cherish a relationship that is wanted from both ends. Truth hurts. Bad, real bad. But then again imagine the damage lies do. 

If you're happy and you know it :)

When someone questions your happiness, it's but natural to indulge in some introspection. What makes me happy? So after this particular thought, I had plenty motivation to just write what makes me happy. 

1. I'm happy when I wake up to a good hair day. 

2. I'm happy when I have the perfect tea early in the morning, sitting outside in the cold terrace and making smoke rings in the misty weather. 

3. I'm happy when people message good morning, it tells me I matter to them and they thought about me. 

4. When I read my horoscope and it promises that things will get better. 

5. I'm happy when I know I have some goal to live up to. 

6. I'm happy when my babies call me and flash me the best of smiles only to reaffirm how much they love me and miss me. 

7. I'm happy when someone tries to make me smile early morning.

8. I'm happy when mum makes my favourite breakfast. 

9. I'm happy when the homeless near the temple flash a smile when I give them something to eat. 

10. I'm happy when I have breakfast with my friends. How we laugh or cry and how we are there for each other. How we discuss, how we wish for things to happen. 

11. I'm happy when I get good hugs. 

12. I'm happy when we go out to celebrate or to shop

13. I'm happy when I listen to my favourite song. Or for that matter when I hear a new song and I know that it will soon be my favourite. 

14. I'm happy when I write. 

15. I'm happy when I dream of a life and a love that's waiting for me to grab. 

16. I'm happy that I have people around me who love me and want to be with me. 

17. I'm happy after a glass of wine or two. 

18. I'm happy when I find something new. 

19. I'm happy when Someone makes me smile after a bad night. 

20. I'm happy that I look in the mirror and smile. 

So many more things...these are just thoughts I gathered now :) 

Words and Power!

When Words Turn Artistic!



Ok, So I absolutely adore this new app - Notegraphy. The perfect way to creatively write your words and see them as magic...beautiful really. Already written many such liners, waiting to glorify some more words.