Journal entry – carpe diem?

Its one of those times when my faith is tested to its limits, again. There’s a line in one of my favourite devotional songs from Bollywood that goes ‘Bhakti ko shakti do’, which means ‘give power to devotion’. It implies that if we pray hard enough, that could be our superpower. I have believed firmly... Continue Reading →

Journal entry | Looking for hope

For the first time ever today, I felt like there’s a dangerous cache of unresolved anger within me that could surface at the most inconvenient time and make things difficult for myself. I’m usually one of those overly positive people – attempting to see the best in every situation, romanticising the littlest experiences, finding memories... Continue Reading →

Journal entry – bleh

I assume that one of the hardest life skills to master for anyone is to not have expectations from others, especially when you’re someone who naturally makes a lot of effort to make things happen for someone you love. The motivational speakers and spiritual gurus on Youtube make it sound rather easy and glorious to... Continue Reading →

Wounds unhealed

What happens of the unresolved conflicts? When an apology doesn’t meet the blow No compensation to pain is offered And you’re left to heal on your own What happens to the wound left open so? Time heals all there is to heal they say. But truly, time just fades your memory. When all else takes... Continue Reading →

Journal entry – Authenticity

I always felt life is so much easier when you're unapologetically, yet responsibly yourself. One social issue I often have is dealing with people who try too hard, albeit unsuccessfully, to constantly hide and miscommunicate parts of themselves to maintain a projected image. How do they manoeuvre through? How do they remember what version of themselves... Continue Reading →

Version

No, love. You haven’t seen me. You’ve seen the version of me that loves you. One that tears up when you don’t meet expectations One that forgives and forgets a hundred mistakes One that never returns the rude remarks And one that has love left in her heart to still shower. No, love. You haven’t... Continue Reading →

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