To, A Party For One

My outfit was wasted.
But the pj’s also felt okay.

I didn’t get any presents.
But mummy made a delicious cake.

My phone exploded.
Calls and messages all the way.

I couldn’t have an outing.
But I got to chill on the bed all day.

I still danced.
We all did, just the same.

Oh, I wasn’t sad.
But I did miss the mates.

I remembered the days when we first met
It’s like, It was just yesterday.

I remembered the times they smashed cakes
All over my bare face.

How we went to that café
And how we dressed up to slay.

I wasn’t sad. But.
It wasn’t the same.

I missed them today.
I missed them today.

To, Death

The Two questions after Death

The Ancient Egyptians had this beautiful concept about Death. They believed that after death, when the souls reached the gates of heaven they were asked two questions by the Gods. The answer to them determined if they got to go in OR not. The first question was

Have you found Joy in your life?(dramatic pause)

It’s not important to be right. It’s only important to be true. Your true nature is luminous. Today, in these difficult times, we have all been gifted APause. A stop, in our busy lives. There’s silence. There’s peace. A Pursuit of Happiness.

We can rethink. We have all been awoken. The day the lockdown lifts you will get to see everyone you hold dear again. You will witness that spark in their eyes when they meet you again showing how much they missed you. Perhaps because you bring them joy too. We have been given one more chance to start again.

Remember I started by telling you about the beliefs of the Ancients, well there was a second question too which I didn’t yet list. The questions show us the whole sum of life. Purpose. Finding joy and spreading it.
The second question asks:

Has your life brought joy to others?(elongated dramatic pause)

To, Faith

In these troubled times.

Literally what did we ever talk about before this virus.

For the first time, in all of known humanity, The greatest way to Fight is by Not Engaging.

Our ancestors and our kins, they were all called for Wars, fights and what not. All you’re being asked to do is sit back in your comfortable little homes and stay there.

Literally, everyday is a Sunday.
Over… and over again.

Self Introspect. Get some perspective in. Revive that hobby, you lost before. Do those things you left off for tomorrow. Read that book you never touched again. Talk to your loved ones whom we all, (somewhere whether we accept it outright or not) grew apart from.

We sit here today, phone in hand, waiting for the next time we would get to go out again. Teaching us the value of life. There’s a curfew outside and everyone’s a little tensed. But, here’s the ‘we can do this’ Message we should all repeat and remember for the essence.

Stay strong. Stay safe.
Earth is redeeming itself. God is showing his hand again. This is our story. We will all tell ages hence. Our kids will hear these tales. And it won’t make that much sense to them. How, we showed truee courage, and had a lot of problems to attend.

Oh yes. The situation Was very intense.
But we All Made It, with a little Faith in the end.”

To, Taking responsibility

There’s a puppy in the wilderness, he’s lost, he’s alone. There’s a roar in the distance, something seems at risk. Where’s the hand that backed him? How has he been left so alone? The puppy’s me, I’m the puppy.

I dare say I do not mean these lines in any way to state that I’m as cute as a puppy, No. I’m not. I love myself but I’m not. I’m only mentioning him as a parallel, to show how helpless the feeling I feel is. My credit card was blocked. I live away from home. Alone.

I don’t think you realize the depth of the matter because, no-one can ever really understand something unless they’re going through it themselves. It was an average day and I had gone to the ATM as is customary after having spent my alliance. And you’re well aware of what happened next. My card was blocked.

I was frozen in time. My hands were trembling. There was too much happening in the instant. I couldn’t fathom to call anyone. I couldn’t. Cars were honking, too much I heard it. Wind was too breezy, I felt it. Me as the dumba*s that I am didn’t call my Dad, I googled the situation. I mean why? Papa would’ve known best, why didn’t I just call him.

Confrontations are hard. I didn’t call him the next day either, I didn’t want to confront. I didn’t want to come to facts with the situation that I have to do this alone. Papa won’t be here to come and just take it all away. He won’t just come and take the card, go to the bank and everything will be alright.

I felt how pressured he might feel. He has to take care of everyone. He’s the one man. Moms are one too, but this Article’s not about them now. I didn’t like this fact that I might have to go alone and get this sorted. I didn’t want to take responsibility. I didn’t want to grow up.

I needed him to just do it. I needed him to take this “getting independent” thing away from me. I needed him next to me. I needed him with me.

To, Holi

Colors are exciting. There’s people who Love Holi and there’s people who can’t stand to be colored. I will not force my opinions on you. You could be the onlooker who looks on from his balcony and you could also be the ecstatic participant jumping in the center of the celebration.What doesn’t change is the essence of the day. You may be the one who dances, and sings aloud from dusk till dawn to Rang Barse, because when have we ever completed a Holi function without that. And, You could also be the one who is there only for that treat of the delicious Gujiya.You could be the one who chills in his bedroom drinking your beverage of choice the next day with family and friends, and you could also be the one who struggles to get the color off of your back for the coming many many weeks.What doesn’t change, is the fact that this is one of the most beautiful festivals in the world. This is a time that we all let go of prejudices, creeds, castes, and discrimination. This is the festival that can bring together strangers, uniting the rich and poor, men and women, children and elders — people who might not mingle otherwise.Everyone can celebrate a festival as per will.What doesn’t change for anyone is the feeling of fulfillment and love.
What doesn’t change is the oneness.
What doesn’t change is the brilliant taste of that gujiya which you will all enjoy equally. Never does the essence of bringing people together ring truer than at this time.

To, Temptations

The Poison of Love

It was just another day,
No lightning, No storm at bay.
The birds were chirping like always,
And the winds as usual sway.

I wore that jacket,
The worst one from the closet.
Those boots that weren’t polished,
And that loose cargo with pockets.

My hair was a mess,
And, I was already late.
The tangled locks trailed behind,
Complementing my hastened pace.

And that’s when we met,
Quite poetic and cliché.
You were on the door too,
Late, on this euphoric day.

Our eyes met.
No words spoken yet.
That sweet solemn touch,
I’ll never forget.

And then you smiled,
Don’t know why and I honestly don’t care.
I dread it that I smiled too,
For something changed in the air.

You see it was the Poison of Love,
And he bore the cup.
I drank and drank and drank,
It was just never enough.

Sooo contagious you made it,
Too sweet to bear.
Oh, Cupid why’d you tempt us?
Only to take one away somewhere.

To, Love

Love isn’t overrated

Just to get this out of the picture. I’m a girl, so the article may seem a little more heavy on her side to you. But, stick around.

The irony of loneliness is… We all feel it at the same time. We as a generation don’t get love anymore. Real love. It seems cool to make a meme online on being happy and single. It seems cool to make fun of any or all the couples out there. It makes us feel like we’re above all those who believe. Well, tough luck,

But… We’re all just pretending, man. I get it we can all be happy alone too. But, there’s so much more to be offered, if you just open up and accept. I mean, hear me out:

When he, gives you a rose, you’ll like it. When he, sits facing you on an a neutral activa and flicks your chin, you’ll like it. When he holds your hand, you’ll like it. When you slip your hands, on his waist while sitting behind him, for a backhug;
You’ll. Like. It.
And he’ll love it too.
So accept.

Love is the most spectacular, amazing unequivably unbelievable feeling in this world. Don’t waste your years, in this trend of pretending.
All of us always doubt, and doubt again. Nevertheless we still hope for a miracle. Because we’re all incomplete.

This Valentine’s Day, all I’d like to offer you,
Is accept. Accept that you do like it.
Because for me,

Everytime you call me names, it doesn’t make me them. But, Everytime I say I like you,

I like you.

To, A Mistake

So I found you with her today,
And yes I felt betrayed.
Beacsue I didn’t really move on,
From that passionate kiss we shared.

I guess you forgot,
The connection we had.
Maybe it was just never true,
And now I must live with this.

You see its wasn’t just the one thing,
It was this and All that,
You wouldn’t know, Oh! how could you
For you it was all just pretend.

I know I can’t forgive you,
By just a sorry if you say.
Neither the flowers nor the cards,
Can undo what you did.

I wish we had, I really do
I wish we had what it takes.
But, I know it now. I know better.
Then, to fall for this charade.

And so, I just can’t, I know I can’t.
Forgive you, for this Mistake.
I know I can’t, I just can’t
Forgive you ever again.

To, Success

The True meaning of success

From the day you were born you wanted to do something worthwhile. You wanted to make your stay known. Atleast that’s what we’re all taught. “Make a difference in the world. Be ‘successful’.”

For some it could mean being recognized in public. For others it could mean being rich and for some it could simply mean being happy. There is no definition of success, you can define it for yourselves.

Set a Goal. Anything you want to accomplish before you take your last breath. Anything you want to pursue. Anything that makes you happy. Anything you are passionate about. Set your Goal.

Commit. True success comes when you do whatever you’re doing with the most of your capabilities. True success comes when you are satisfied in your own self just the way you live your life. True success comes when you commit. You’ll never truly know if you can accomplish something or be great at something until you commit.

Lily Singh once said “I don’t want you to write a script just to see a movie get made. I want you to WIN an OSACR.”

I feel, All sucesss really means is
“The sense of Accomplishment.”

If you feel successfull with a low paycheck It’s fine. If you feel successfull with a higher one, good for you. As long as you’ve accomplished your goal, as long as you’re happy, as long as you did something even remotely helpful in adding to your happiness.

True success is being excellent at what you do.
True success is reaching your potential.
True success is your happiness and your happiness alone.

To, My Shape

Walking down the street,
The insecurity never leaves.
My face clearly shows the anxiety,
Constant eyes make me feel.

Because There’s this judgemental wall between us,
There’s this wall between them and me
This wall that can not be seen.
This was that never should be.

Remember when you decided to get that Hip haitrstyle,
Or when you decided to wear that hot red one piece,

Can you see those faces,
Can you feel those judgy eyes.
Why can’t we let everyone be.
Why do we repeat these stories.

He/ She doesn’t matter,
They all judge everyone equally.
They laugh and they giggle,
That’s just the way they’re going to be.

Beacsue. There’s this wall between us
That separates you and me.
There’s this wall between us.
This wall that never should be.

I am not playing the victim card here,
It’s just frustration and all my fears.
Bottled up for too long,
For too many years.

They’ve put up false facades,
We’re expected to maintain.
It’s high time we stop,
And change this little game.

Because there’s no Need for this wall.
Here between you and me.
This wall that never was.
This wall that never should be.

Tell them today,
And tell them loud and clear.
Do it for everything,
And anything you hold dear –

Because there may be this wall between us,
But it doesn’t Have to be.

” Say it along with me
Say it proudly.
There’s more I got to be.

My Shape is not me.

My shape is not me.

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