You are watching a beautiful sunrise,
You are watching a beautiful sunset,
You are at the beach and the setting sun happens to fill your heart with pure joy,

You are travelling to a new destination

You are taking that long morning walk with only your thoughts to listen to

You are watching the rain drops hit the earth

You are relishing the sweet savoury pieces of dark chocolate melt in your mouth

You are indulging on a perfectly made grilled cheese sandwich

You are enjoying the intoxicated smell of hot cinnamon coffee

You are spending quality time with your loved ones

You don’t want these moments to pass

You don’t want the time to fly

You want to linger a little longer

I call it’ the not-yet’ moment.

Happiness is a tricky thing

It isn’t easy, but we can try

For instance, I love writing. I don’t do enough of writing though. Although it calms my mind.

For instance, I love experimenting with my camera. Although it brings me pure happiness. 

For instance, I love reading. Although it inspires me. I don’t do enough of it.

Lately I am not doing enough of these things.

I wonder why we don’t do things that we love and cherish

Happiness isn’t easy but at least we can try

Yours

अभी ना जाओ छोड़कर कर दिल अभी भरा नहीं

Let's cross over then.

Se voi attraversiamo

Then do you achieve 'ataraxia'?



Yours
Wonderings of a exhaustipated mind

Are we blinded by our own emotions?

Is that why we choose to ignore the red flags?

Does that mean the heart wins and the stupid brain looses the battle?


How often do we triumph over a burned bridge??



Only to forgive
Only to forget

Yours
Burning bridges and chopping edges

Gratitude

When you keep loosing pieces of yourself
You keep loosing the warmth that glows inside of you

And then suddenly one day, all that cold stops bothering you!

Thank you 'you'

You taught me good.

Yours 
Gratitude

An open letter to my first love

Dear first love,


I remember you as the reason for my ridiculously happy inner child

I remember you as the reason for my insanely happy heart

I remember you as the reason for my incredible pricking pain

I remember you as the reason for my incessant overthinking



I am not sad that you are someone else's
I am not disappointed that you are happy
I am not jealous that you are content
I am not angry that you are no longer mine



Although I feel a little lost sometimes
Although my eyes well up when I write about you
Although I feel a little empty space cropped up inside of me
Although my heart longs for you in a helpless way
Although I feel a little longing for the not-so-love we shared
Although my mind rationalizes with my heart


After all, some first loves are only first loves!
After all, some heart breaks are only heart breaks!


Well we all wonder what could have been, should have been and would have been!
Then isn't it how the mind copes!
Mine developed  several unhealthy coping mechanisms!



Yours

My first love. ALWAYS.

It took me two years to fall in love with you and 6 even years to fall out of love!


Sometimes reminiscing fills your heart with the lost love that you long for.



Yours

Head and Heart 

When you start writing about what is right in this world

When you stop writing about the pricking pain that haunts you

When you let go of the afterglow and embrace the everglow


You know you are healed.


Yours
Me

Masks.

At the end of the day, she took her mask off and thought to herself:

Can you have a sympathetic mask and empathetic mask on at the same time??

I often ask myself the same questions over and over again

Can you have a lover’s mask and hater’s mask on at the same time??

I often ask myself the same questions over and over again

Can you have an angel’s mask and sinner’s mask on at the same time??

I often ask myself the same questions over and over again

Can you have a saint’s mask and Satan’s mask on at the same time??

I often ask myself the same questions over and over again   

Can you have a giver’s mask and a taker’s mask on at the same time??

I often ask myself the same questions over and over again

Can you have a pain mask and a healing mask on at the same time??

I often ask myself the same questions over and over again

Can you forgive and forget at the same time??

I often ask myself the same questions over and over again

We all wear masks. A different one at different hour of the day.

Yours

I couldn’t help but wonder, which mask was on while writing down these thoughts

Now I know when to stop and where to draw the  line.

I hope this holds good for all the people I meet in my life time.

Yours
Mindfulness emotion

Gift of soulful music

I have had my share of men!
Men who were friends
Men who were close friends
Men whom I was fond of
Men whom I was affectionate about
Men whom I adored
Men whom I admired
Men whom I respected
Men who were in and out and in again from my life
Men who are still in my life
And who are part of my life

You know, what is the common ground that holds me and these men together!
Mind it, they were not all my men in literal sense!
You can have only one, one!
And these men have showed me good music.

The gift of good music will always make you nostalgic.
The gift of good music will always remind you of him
The gift good music will warm your heart
The gift of good music will always make you long for more
The gift of good music will always soak up your soul
The gift of good music will what will stay with you forever
The gift of good music makes me feel closer to these men


Mitwa, reminds me of a dear friend with whom I share a bittersweet and strong bond
Mora saiyaan, reminds me of a funny and joyful good friend
The most irritating songs reminds me of a very dear friend of mine, one of kind and always been there for me even when I did not need him
There's one with whom I don't share any musical musings but he is the strong one, always walking beside you like a shadow... May the lord give him strength and good luck

Bed of roses! Reminds me of him. 
He showed me great music. I still remember his words, you will love this song. And I did and I still do.
He is not mine to love
He is not mine to long for
He showed me the world of Bryan Adams
He showed me the light house
He showed me that I might have done something right
He showed me du hast mich
He showed me don't utter a single word

The passion
The love 
The yearning
The longing

Some tiny part of me still loves you in a broken way


Yours
Bed of roses

Expectations

You cannot not have expectations at all.

In this worldly world of mere possessions and sinful pleasures,

You are not human, if you don’t have expectations

In this saint-like thought process of godly-men women,

You are not human, if you don’t have any desires

In this busy lazy crazy life,

You are not human, if you don’t say the things you are not supposed to

In this grief-stricken hour

You are not human, if you don’t have a breakdown

In this complex sinful life

You are not human, if you are not tempted to do the inevitable

In this cynical naïve life

You not human, if you don’t follow your afterglow

Yours

I wanna lay you down in the bed of roses

Always my favourite

Thanks for showing me the dark side (wink)

Alcohol is a self-righteous bitch and music is  that part of my soul, that still longs for you.
Still in love with you.
Still my broken heart wants you in a strange way
But you can't always fight the fate


Yours
If you don't want me
I must be doing something wrong