Your Words

Have you seen that paper, which when placed near the fire blackens and burns with the fine line of red fire indicating it’s pace of burning and constantly going up? Yes that rim of spark rising exponentially… Well that’s how my heart is burning constantly. Do not misjudge me, I don’t play with fire, I…

Draw the line🚷

Setting up a boundary around oneself is what most of us never pay attention to. A pride that we carry inside tells us we don’t need the boundary as we are free and people around are beautiful inside out, they won’t hurt us anyhow. Our illusion comes under threat once someone enters our comfort zone…

My nephew is my teacher

Have you ever wondered what is it with the children when they grab everything that comes their way. What takes you all the day and energy to find out, they find them so easily. Everything that needs to be hidden from them and those things that can harm them always fall in their way as…

Carve the purpose

A decision you make should be reviewed before you finally go with it. And before going with it, always remember why you took the decision, the underlying reasons and the purpose, because you may lose the enthusiasm along the time and down the path. To regain all your energy and be absolutely absorbed in your…

Reminder to Me

Be your own hero darlingStop being a victim each dayAnd don’t seek to be rescuedUntil you are there for youNo one is gonna smack you downYou are the hero you seekBe there for yourself,If you are not,who else would be

Limiting horizons

Changing the self theories and philosophies now and then may help you with your survival. Learning experience at times makes human behave like saint. Quite often one believes he/she has all the wisdom. One tries to overcome the wall of hindrance with same ladder, irrespective of the fact that the height of the wall and…

Be still

And when you are at the spot you wished to be at for like an eternity, you tremble and fear the happenings. Right that moment you infuse yourself with the trait of renouncing the victory as said by Paulo Coelho . Yes it is the time to feel shaking hands and unsteady legs. It is…

Best version of being

Ten she was, when some naughty stuff had provoked her father.“Sorry father”, she spoke timidly, looking for the forgiveness in his eyes.“I hate this girl, I hate her very much”, father tells her mother.Engraved for lifetime, those words marked her course of life. She felt them, piercing her heart and she stands in that corner…