5D

One day for sure 

We will have a perfect story time

When the time is divine 

In our most purest form

When the highest version of ourselves could meet

With the self that can hear every single heartbeat

With the light inside that is free from ego 

The ego that this is trapped in this body 

The body that will have no meaning then 

The meaning that lives deep inside 

The depth within us that we long to understand 

Maybe we'll have time to read all the chapters 

And discover each other all over again 

All that we had to learn 

And all those events tied in a chain 

It will all make sense with no pain 

Burn

The moments I felt

Magic in my soul

Time stood still

Not enough logic 

More than one lifetime's worth of love 

Even though it’s not fair

But still forever grateful

For this life’s encounters

And for the next to pursue 

To find and to be found again

Faces

She has two faces  

The one face that she shows the world.

The smiling one. 

The happy, friendly, and talkative one. 

The confident one full of laughter and positivity. 

The face that everyone is used to. 

The other face is different and real.  

The one she can only have on with him. 

The face behind the closed doors when no one can see.

The one when she's alone away from the world.

The real one when she doesn’t have to explain her own emotions.

The face that stares off at nothing or patterns on the floor or drapes. 

The face that cries in the shower, in bed, car rides alone, cries sitting on the couch, or doing things around for house. 

The face that looks nothing like she used to be. 

Others say she looks the same. 

The face that looks strong to the people she knows but cant cope with life.

So she writes to help herself with her two faces. 

Still

From the moment I open my eyes until they close

And even after that, on the plane of dreams

And even after life, where souls meet

Its the thought of me and you

Not yet learned to not think about that

And perhaps I never will

The truth of the matter is

Your thoughts are with me still

Shhh!

The secret to being loved is to love

The secret to receive is to give

The secret to find answers is to ask questions 

The secret to having a friend is being a friend

The secret to get honesty is to give transparency 

The secret to being interesting is to be interested

The secret to have others find beauty in you is to find beauty in others

The secret to heal is to accept the hurt

This is not a secret but it’s a reminder. Sometimes we forget what goes around comes around ❤️

Zariya

Inhi shabdo se hi seekha maine 

ki main jahan hu

dekh sakti hu

ki kitni duur aa gayi hu main !

ye hi wo zariya hai 

jo jod deta hai mujhe

Kuch yaadon ke sath !!

ek ek shabd ko bhigo kar 

apne andar ke har ek ehsaas ko 

likh deti hu !!

Inhi shabdo ke sahare 

keh pati hu bahut kuch 

paati hu khud ko har roz !!

Inhi shabdo ke sahare 

hoti hu shuru 

hoti hu khatam !

Choice

We can be sad that the things have changed 

Or we can smile because we shared a life

We can close our eyes and forget all we can

Or we can open our eyes and smile at what is left

We can feel empty because we cant be

Or we can be full of memories that were made

We can worry about tomorrow or live in yesterday 

Or we can be happy today because of the past day

Either way the choice is not easy ❤️

Time is lost and something that was cozy!

The Other Side !

For a long time I thought ...

Strength meant pretending to be fine

Never let them know how the “real” feels

Filter every line

To show just the parts of ourselves that are pleasing to the eyes

Suffer in silence

Never air your dirty laundry

Do not show the vulnerability 

Never show your hurt 

Don’t share your pain

Careful lies

Happy pretences

Controlled silences 

Leading to ...

Swallowing up your whole self

Avoiding the hard truths

Lack of courage

Until...

We finally learn to show up for ourselves

Be the people that we want to be 

Instead of a version of ourselves, that the world wants to see

So ...

we break the sacred silences

Until none of the pretty façades remain 

And that is when we'll find ourselves

On the other side of pain

Not so simple !

Love isn't a conscious choice; it's a feeling that arises from the depths of our being. Your soul selects who you love, and your heart confirms it.

Despite our desire for control, love operates beyond our rational decisions.

It's a force that transcends logic, guided by the innate wisdom of our souls. In the matters of love, our hearts and souls align, recognizing what is genuine and true. We may try to resist or deny it, but ultimately, love reveals itself as an undeniable reality, reminding us of the profound mysteries of the human experience.

Love isn't planned. It's stumbling upon someone, feeling an instant connection, and sharing a friendship that goes beyond understanding. The most beautiful love is the one you never saw coming a delightful surprise gifted by fate. It's not about crossing fingers and hoping; it's about those magical moments where two hearts click effortlessly.

Unexpected, raw, and beautifully unplanned, true love is a journey that starts with an instant connection and grows into something way beyond what words can capture. Embrace the unexpected, for it often leads to the most profound and fulfilling life.

And maybe it will teach you something that you didn’t know you were suppose to learn. 

Until

Until you tell me who you are 

Until I tell you who I am 

Until we can be honest  

Until we discuss our demons

Until we say what we truly want 

Until we recognize what we lack

Until we stop being afraid of where we are 

Until we break it open

Until we accept the flaws

Until the lesson is learnt

Until it all makes sense...💔💔💔💔💔

True intimacy is possible through vulnerability, which means being honest about who I am. Nobody likes to get influenced by someone else's opinions & behaviour. But a sensitive and open heart can feel through the facade & those empty things don’t interest an open heart. We look for truth in others. Authenticity & vulnerability can be wildly sexy because they are acts of openly offering ourselves In truth. If I honour & share my Real, you feel comfortable to honour & share your Real. The purpose of a connection is nothing but to share the completeness and incompleteness. 

तूफ़ान

क्या दुख है समुंदर तो बता भी नहीं सकता 
अंजानो से लगते हो, तो ये दिल लगा भी नहीं सकता 

डूबती है कश्ती जब डूब जानी होती है 
पानी अन्दर हो या बाहर कोई बचा नहीं सकता 

 
तू नहीं है यहाँ तो ख़ता इस में तेरी क्या 
हर शख़्स मेरा साथ निभा भी नहीं सकता

 
तेरी हर एक बात को किताब की तरह पढ़ा है 
एक भी पन्ने को किसी तरह भुलाया जा नहीं सकता

 
वैसे तो तेरी आँखें बहा कर ले जाए मुझे 
ऐसे तो कोई तूफ़ान मुझे हिला भी नहीं सकता 

AS TIME GOES BY

As time goes by,

You will loosen your grip on that rock,

The one you always thought was your home.

As times goes by,

You will learn to see yourself more clearly,

You are everything you needed to be.

As time goes by,

You will remember that simple things were big

And you will allow the big things to become simple.

As time goes by,

You will remember the moments when your life flashes past

The long chats, those hugs and even those tears were nothing but joy.

As time goes by,

Let it all happen ! 

THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT 🦋

You're afraid of making bad choices but the truth is this: the tiniest actions will influence the course of the rest of your life and you cannot control it. 

So many factors play a part in you being here today: a prompt no, a thoughtful yes, a delayed decision, procrastination by choice, any response, no reaction, no efforts at the right time, a delayed booking, the time your body wakes you up and every thought that crosses your mind. 

There is an order in this chaos. Sensitivity. Mathematics. Whatever you want to call it.

And every choice you have ever made has led you to right this moment. 

While you exist, every movement and moment matters; those bad choices led you to the best days of your life, if you were to play it all in rewind. So let them go. 

Change will come, even if you're standing still.

Butterflies will keep flapping their wings and causing hurricanes. So, make your choices and make them loud.

Trust your gut. Trust energy. 

And if you ceased to exist, the universe would notice. The mess that would make. The hearts that would break. 

So just stay. Stay for bad choices. Stay for great ones. Stay. 

Let it be. Let it build. Let it fall apart. 

Tears

There is a sacredness in tears

They are not a sign of weakness

They are powerful feelings

They speak so truthfully 

They carry words worth of thousand tongues

They are messengers of overwhelming grief

They are the symbol of unspeakable love

They are the purest emotions of happiness, sadness, longing and loneliness !

Trust them ! 

Little things

Little things I miss in Jan

Deepest affection for intellectual conversations

Sweetest cravings to just sit and talk 

About love, about life, about anything, about everything

For us to have all the time in the world to look into eyes

To sit together and discuss the moon 

Moments that last with lifetime worth of memories 

Bound by no obligations, barred by no limitations

To express without regret, to fear no consequences

Share life for hours and discovering our true self