Monday, 20 February 2017

When I found you.

When I found you,
I realized that,
all this time
I was looking for you.

Like everything
was meant to fall apart,
so that one day,
everything could seem perfect.

It seems like
dreams could lead us to someplace.
I finally feel
what its like to be at home.

Someone once said,
house is a place
and home
is a feeling.

I think we all need
we can call home.
You're home to me.

Feels like I'm
living a beautiful dream,
and finally I have
everything that I ever needed.

"Maybe a soulmate is someone who understands the very deepest parts of you without you having to explain."

Wednesday, 15 February 2017

one step at a time.

'cause Winnie the Pooh once said little by little, one travels far. 

In a stable world, when you start with instability, the world might seem a little turbulent.
It could seem like you're falling apart. 

One day in all the turbulence, you will find the stable you. 
Hold onto that person. 

She's the one you've been seeking. 

Do you remember who you were, before the world told you who to be? 

Sunday, 5 February 2017


How much will you fight the battles that are not worth the fight? 

How much will you resist something that is out of your control? 

How could you define your happiness in terms of something that doesn't depend on you? 

How could your happiness depend on anything anyway? 

"Those who bring sunshine to the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves."
- J.M. Barrie

Sunday, 15 January 2017

Open eyed world.

One day she woke up to her regular self. Early in the hours, the sun was yet away from visiting her window. The cup from last night's late coffee was sitting on her work desk alongside the pile of sheets.
She pressed the little red light's view alongside the music. The gloom from last night's tears was still surrounding her.

When she opened her eyes, the world depicted a new picture to her. This time, instead of letting things and situations taking control of her, she was ready to take control on her own.
The 7 years of gloom around his death were finally coming to an end.
Last night's ode to his death anniversary were probably what it took.
This realization was to take much ahead of where she contemplated things to be. She was going on a journey, with a new person inside her this time.

Instead of feeling trapped in time, she felt like time could set her free.

Right eyes, that's what it takes right? 

Sunday, 4 December 2016

Being someone.

When we least expect things to happen, they happen.

And then who are we, the same person who we used to be? 

Every cell I was born with is probably dead by now, I am made of things that keep dying, and new ones replace them; and then there are those things inside me, which always had a brain of their own. 

Then I see him and my heartbeat is not mine anymore. 

"but in our story,
who is the monster at the end of the book?
oh my love, the monster is time."
Courtesy: Free
Photograph: Anna

Monday, 7 November 2016

Are we there yet?

Sometimes, I can't see what I'm looking for.

Is it the life of a traveler, with dreams of becoming someone.

Is it the life of a dreamer, with plans of a creator.

Is it the life of a liar, with the face of a happy girl.

Is it the life of a baker, with the smile of a musician.

Who am I anyway?

Do I even seek something, or isn't life just a drag where you keep pulling yourself through times when you'd rather not live anymore.

Why am I even doing this.

Brooklyn's too cold tonight, and all my friends are three years away.
My mother said I could be anything I wanted, but I chose to live.
-Ocean Vuong, 'Thanksgiving 2006', from Night sky with exit wounds

Picture Credits- Katharina Sophia

Saturday, 15 October 2016

Listen to me.

'cause you'll need my permission before you step outside.

you'll need it when you dance. maybe you shouldn't dance.

nor those clothes. they're inappropriate. you shouldn't look good enough, or you'll attract unwanted attention.

you'll need my permission, cause you shouldn't have food with the ones I don't consider appropriate.

you should never meet the boys. They're not from where we are, they'll not be the way to you, the way we approve of.

That girl shouldn't be your friend either, we don't approve of her.

I'm just trying to protect you from the harsh world you know. you should listen to me. 

can you stay here with me? I won't tell a soul.
-Charlie Puth

Saturday, 17 September 2016

Begin Again.

Close your eyes and begin again.

Take yourself back to where it all started from.

Clean the spaces in your head and make space for space.

This time we'll build the castle brick by brick.

Choosing each brick with the needs in time of time.

Painting the colors of joy with joy.

Like each layer is a new day, every day.

And in the journey, I'll be home in home.

Together, creating a better world of the world.

'cause a better tomorrow awaits within tomorrow.

and dreams do come true, when you're dreaming out loud.

'cause all that I am is a dreamer.

Wednesday, 7 September 2016


How far is away anyway.

Is it far across in the head or miles across the sea?

Is it a lie that you're living, or a tomorrow that you're dreaming?

Is it the same person who woke up this morning, or the one going to sleep tonight?

"It’s so strange how life works: You want something and you wait and wait and feel like it’s taking forever to come. Then it happens and it’s over and all you want to do is curl back up in that moment before things changed."
_Lauren Oliver, Delirium #1
Picture courtesy- 
Courtesy- Free

Wednesday, 24 August 2016

How to be Happy Manual I.O

You're yours and he's his.

There's no reason good enough to stay or bad enough to leave, they're just reasons. Plain and simple.

If you love him, find the strength to stay. Sometimes, despite the love you'll feel that its time to leave. Go by that instinct, the guiding light, not by the emotional outburst.

Heal yourself. Only you can help yourself. Love yourself, respect you. You deserve every bit of it. You must have the courage to be you. Not the glossier version like the one worn by the girl in polka dots you saw yesterday. Not the tight skirt version of the pretentious you either. The version that's you, just you. Even if it sometimes makes you feel uncomfortable in your own skin.

Let the emotions flow by. At times this will mean that the PMS is making you cry. You could be sobbing about something morbid in the corner of the washroom, while that mascara drains off and your eyelids are swollen. Or you could be turning your umbrella off, while it starts to rain only to get wet and feel every inch of love flowing through across the sky. Don't let either of those two stay.

Find the silence within you. Let the content version of you prevail over every other version of you. Sometimes, this version might get lost in the fast running metro, with the heap of workload on your head or that unfinished conversation. Remember to find her sitting across the door reading Brida while she thinks of herself travelling across Europe.

You know what, she's leaving in less than a fortnight for finding herself.

Yes, she's going alone.

Dreaming within dreams, that's how it feels right?

If you seek love, you'll find it everywhere. Sometimes, it'll come find you! Remember to never ever stop dreaming! I've got your back. 
You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame. How could you become new if you haven’t first become ashes?
—Friedrich Nietzsche