I Know! 

I know what it’s like to feel tired. The way your bones crack and the way it aches… I know.

I know it’s tiresome to even exist sometimes, the world we live in is an exhausting place to be. It’s wearing. It’s thankless. It’s mostly tiring and rarely rewarding. I know this world, it takes more from you than it gives. And you, you are tired of loving too much, caring too much, always giving too much to the world that rarely gives anything back. You are tired of investing into pool of uncertainties. You are tired of grey, the same grey which reminds you of those heart cringing moments. 

I know you were not always this worn out. I know you used to be that person buzzing with gobs of energy. I know you used to be a pool of optimism and how you used to outweigh your cynicism and you had an immense amount in you to give.

I know your hopes has been chipped away and worn down piece by piece, a broken heart here and an unkept promise there! I know the world was never fair with you and you lost more than you won. I know you feel uninspired and demotivated to get up and try again. I know.

Beacause the truth is we are all tired, tired of the battles we fight everyday. Exhausted from the war we always have inside ourselves. The storm we carry every moment, it’s going to exhaust us.

 But you being tired will not help. When you are tired, go slowly, go at your pace, go quietly, go timidly. But do not stop. Because you are tired for all the right reasons. Don’t forget that you are tired because you’re supposed to be! You are tired because you tried. So all that pain is going to pass, just hang in there…

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Game Of Pleasing

 

I came across this picture today and I instantly felt very horrible. This is what we’re conveying to the young ones!

How much important it is to look good? Why do we have this ‘perfect’ figure definition to feel confident? Is it bad to have few more ounces on your body? How does the weight of the body can define a person? I really want an answer to these questions.

This isn’t the first time I’m feeling so disgusted! We are living in a world where stuff that pleases your eyes is good, be it a pair of shoes or some clothes or a person! Now adding a person into this above category of eye pleasing stuff is something that makes me feel disgusting. Like really? Having a pair of shoes that isn’t comfortable but still looks good might be fine (though I prefer comforting ones) or maybe a dress that looks lovely but isn’t making you feel comfortable might be okay too, but choosing people on the basis of their looks is just so insensitive and moronic!

We are so much focused on pleasing people that we actually forget about our own comfort! I would want to be in a society where people will be like ‘hey so what if you have a few more ounces on your body, just let it be’,  ‘you’ve got wonderful tanned skin’, ‘hey don’t worry, you look just awesome’. Is it really burdensome to accept the way people are! I wonder…

Colour Palette Of Emotions 

Life is always colourful, emotions take on different colours. Colours say a lot about about you! People bleed emotions and colours help them. When you are happy, you will put on a bright yellow, or an orange or maybe green. When gloomy, you’ll naturally go for darker shades, a blue which is almost black, or maybe grey which defines your wounds are fresh. 

Too much pain have different language, depression have different expression, a bipolar rambler will choose black, pitch black. A schizophrenic will choose strokes of dark colours in black, which eventually makes it chaotic. 

“But all the colours will agree in dark”, she said. Because she knew dark the best. 

A beautiful thought it is. Often we think it has no end, the pain you feel, the way it hurts and the way it churns your insides, and makes you feel nauseating. The way it contaminates your existence and makes your survival tough, it feels as if it will never end! But it does, it ends, with time it will all heal, it might take some time but it will surely heal. So hang in there, it will gradually pass.

Forlorn Bit


People keep telling you this cliché things, “you know I’m there for you”, “count on me babe”, “I would walk the earth for you”! Whatever 

But then when you need a ride home after a long day at work, or you want to talk to someone when you are lonely, or someone to talk to at 2am, they are too busy or they are simply not there. No I don’t want you to walk the earth for me. Not unless I am walking along with you.