Everyday Artistery

The truth about life is that it isn’t fair. No matter how much you cry or beat your chest about it, karma isn’t going to come to you in person and hand you your rewards. There will be an ample amount of unfair difficulties in your life, but the only way to cross them is to accept the injustice of it. It’s the only way to get past it. Once you realise and respect the fact that it is not something you can control, and that it will continue to exist no matter how much you wreck your brain over whether you deserve this treatment from life or not, things will get easier. Often, you end up giving all that you have within yourself to the wrong things and people. And when the time comes, and you are faced with the unfortunate reality of heartbreak and betrayal, the real problem does not lie with forgiving those who deceived you in the first place, but with forgiving yourself, for being naive enough to invest in something that is now the reason your world is falling apart.   ...

Looking out the window of the hospital room and munching on egg Parantha and pickles, I think to myself - what is home? Different people have different perspectives and mine is probably the same as many others out there. Home is familiarity, home is safety, home is love and protection. But what if your Home is constantly tumbling and falling and resurrecting like a phoenix out of the ashes? Home is stability, home is trust. But my Home.. my Home is more of a wreck. Every night my body aches with this odd sort of uneasiness. Like a part of me wants to escape. I know where it wants to go.. I do. But reaching that destination and finding a place to stay is a far fetched thought. You see, my Home is found in the most unstable of places. In my broken relationships, in my search for myself, in my lack of true friendship and in my uncertainties. My Home is not home at all, if we go by the dictionary. Funny thing is, my Home and I.. our feelings aren’t mutual for each other. It rejects me...

19th December 2017 {I hope you're reading this, and I hope this helps} Everyday I see people struggling to express themselves, lest they are judged, bullied or mistreated for feeling the way they do. A tragic consequence of such a scenario is that a person becomes afraid of their own emotions, and in most cases are unable to accept themselves for who they are and have to live a life of extreme emotional pain and difficulty. Especially those with mental disorders like Depression, Anxiety, Bipolar, and even chronic illnesses like Schizophrenia, Autism etc. Unfortunately in India a person with a broken bone is tended to with love and care and are kept in utmost comfort, whereas a person with a mental disorder is indirectly or directly shunned, psychologically isolated. What people fail to understand is that illnesses don’t fall under categories like legal or illegal, acceptable or unacceptable, cool or uncool! An illness is an illness, and every person with an illness, whether physic...

13th December 2017 {I hope you're reading this, and I hope this helps.} We go through life with the sole purpose of gaining happiness, success, satisfaction etc. It is ingrained in our attitude and our lifestyle. It not only gives life a purpose but our actions meaning. It is one of the most important constituents of our identity. However, several years ago i came across an ideology that changed the way I saw this world and our existence. Whatever sensibilities and opinions w e have developed have after all been self generated, and therefore it becomes subjective and can be moulded to suit our comfort levels. This little piece of writing gave me a new perspective, and somehow, deep down, helped me cope with the difficulties of the every day world. “Happiness, life’s ultimate goal. Or is it? Many of us in the West spend our lives searching for this transient state: in love, in work, in travel, in the decoration of our homes. That it beckons to us from advertisements and l...

Strength does not come easy. It requires inner effort, time, patience and a lot of hard work. But it is not necessary for an individual to be strong all the time, 24x7, 365 days a year. It is okay to sometimes break, to let go, to caress your scars and heal your wounds. It's not necessary to always be upright, ready to face the world. Because God knows that it's in these moments of weakness that we truly understand who WE are. Who our people are. The reason for this picture  is because today, I have strength. I have the strength to acknowledge all that is wrong with my life, all that needs to be set right, all that is gone and all that must go. Today, I am proud to say that my inspiration is no one else but my own self, because to give up takes one second, but to fight every single day of your life and still have the courage to love all those around you, that's incredible. I have struggled on countless nights with no respite, breathless, aching to catch a break. As thos...

Found this old book tucked behind the cupboard a few weeks back. Today, at this moment, it is my only source of salvation. Finding this book out of nowhere is like a metaphor for life ; you never know what hidden treasures lie ahead of you, pieces of this world scattered in different places. I can never tell what I'll find tomorrow, and why or how it might just bring me the peace I always needed. Just like this book today, at this very moment. We spend all our lives thinking about success, happiness, relationships, material wealth etc. However, this large entity that we call the universe was after all born out of a single entity, a single atom. Why is it then, that it is an accepted practice to ignore the microcosmic aspects of the same? The touch of a hand, the warmth of a sweater, a single petal falling from a rose, water droplets that lie floating on the surface of lotus leaves, a smile on an innocent child's face, a single strand of hair lying on the pillow.. To me, pe...