Rien n’est êternel

But what perhaps is life? Going into a really philosophical aspect isn’t it? But I do wish to know, what is it? Is it not feeling your heart race everytime you see something you adore? Is it not feeling the butterflies in your stomach everytime you get too excited about something? Is it not the beautiful smile on a baby’s face when he is thrown up in air and caught up next? Do you ever realise that there are so many things you won’t remember in 50 years, like the way the sky looked this morning and all the dogs you saw today and your mom’s voice. Life is so tragic yet so beautiful. Why can’t we just make the most of it? How different our lives would have been if we lived on a countdown clock instead of a calendar. Perhaps, forever is a myth. So, change now. Love now. Live now. Don’t wait for people to give you permission to live, because they won’t. You are alive in this moment. And again who knows what tomorrow has to offer. So feel agony, feel pain, feel heartbreak, feel happiness, feel anxiety, be senseless, be carefree. Whatever you feel is potent and it is such a blessing to be able to feel what you feel. So feel today.


Answers within yourself.

Coincidence?  All crap. You know if people come into your life they are meant to serve some purpose. Maybe to make you feel more alive, maybe to teach you how to live better or maybe just as a lesson. They are meant to cross your path for a reason. Always. They maybe anyone, your temporary roommate, your teacher, your neighbor, a friend of yours, your first love, you might never know but one thing’s for sure, they are there to impact your life in a profound way. And when they have finished serving their purpose they move out of your life; Silently, without you even realizing. And you keep on trying to find all the answers in them. Thinking that your life has ended there is not going to lead you anywhere. They might be a chapter but they can never be whole of the book. Moreover you have to let go the past to get a hold of the present. You have blocked the gates of your mind for temporary people. When you let all the negativity escape your mind there is a vacuum created over there. There are gates which are opened, and that is when god enters your mind, that is how he finds a way to create more ways for you to live better. You will find all yours answers within yourself the day you allow yourself to close the gates for negativity and open the gates for divinity.

It doesn’t matter.

“He gave me panic attacks and I called it love.” The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it too. Okay, so the clock is ticking, are you becoming the person you want to be? Or are you still waiting for that one person to come to your life and to create magic in it? Does it work that way? Really?  You don’t have to wait for something meaningful to come to your life so that you can finally enjoy what you do. The ‘waiting to start living’ syndrome is one of the most common delusions of the unconscious state.  People are going to lie to you, they are going to use, going to betray you. And many of those invisible daggers in their hands that they will pierce you with are surely gonna make you stop wanting to trust people and at times yourself too. Many questions might just pop out of your head out of nowhere in the middle of the night, “Was I just not good enough?” “Didn’t I ever even deserve an explanation?” “Should I be mad at him?” “Then why am I not?” Several questions running through your head ready to kill you the instant they get a chance to. Bitterness and amok will run through your mind every now and then. But you know it won’t matter. When you are standing at the peak of the highest mountain breathing in the clear morning air, it won’t matter. When your heart is beating to the rhythm of a song that cleared the clouds on a rainy day, it won’t matter. When you are sitting under a sky of infinite stars, it won’t matter. When you are sipping tea admiring the soft glow of the sun besides your better half it won’t matter. I sometimes think it’s inevitable we look at the infinite stars, when you look into eternity you realize how petty issues and people you are surrounded with that you panic about. So it doesn’t matter, all that matters is WHO YOU ARE AND WHO YOU WANT TO BE.


There are times that you practically break down on the floor and don’t even try to tell me that you haven’t ever. Maybe I would believe it, maybe everyone else will too but would you believe your own self on that? There are always some moments that you break down. Everyone does and that’s normal you know? When you feel your world slipping away. When you feel your heart breaking and those might not be even heartbreaks but you feel your heart breaking and it’s eerily terrifying that there is no sound when a heart breaks; Car accidents end with a bang, falling ends with a thud, even writing makes the scratching sound of pencil against paper. Almost as though no one, not even the universe itself could make a noise for such devastation. Almost as if the most precious thing in this world ends into pieces without even a crackling. And you wish, you just wish there was some sound, some sound to distract you from the pain. You wish there was some noise to deviate your thoughts from the invisible pain that your soul is going through. But, it’s unbelievably silent; utterly quiet. And maybe that’s something that hurts more than anything else. And when that happens DON’T stay silent. Let all the noise come out of your mouth. Express yourself. When people don’t express themselves, they die one piece at a time. You’d be shocked at how many adults are really dead inside, how many teens are ripped apart- walking through their days with no idea who they are.

She was drowning….

They were so perfect you know? The kind of lovers you read about in books. The ones you wanna be like; the ones who never get enough of each other. You know, until we have seen someone’s darkness we don’t really know who they are and until we have forgiven someone’s darkness we don’t really know what love is. He fell in love with not just her physical looks but her elaborate mind. Her mind was beautiful. Her ambitions were like a bullet speeding by incapable of being held, burning everything in it’s way. He always thought that if people were rain, he was drizzle and she was a HURRICANE. And maybe her mind was so dangerous that it even seemed like she herself bit more than she could chew. She felt like she was suffocating in her own sea of despair….drowning in her own thoughts. And you know what hurt him the most? Standing right there in the front realizing that he could not dive in and save her. True, you don’t always need water to feel like you are drowning. She was the ocean and he was a grain of sand.

She was the kind of girlfriend god gives you young so you’ll know loss the rest of your life.


And it’s about love you know? No one is ever untouchable from love; every single person is vulnerable no matter how much you think you can stay away from it; it finds you. The time destined is just different for everyone to fall in love and you know the saddest part? Most of the whiles and for most of the people it’s just the wrong time when they fall or walk into love. How dangerous it is to finally have someone worth losing but then again, people come and go; some are cigarette breaks, others are forest fires. Cause you never think that the last time will be the last time, you think you have more. You have forever; but you don’t. But then again it’s worth it you know? Being loved and loving him. True, it does leave you broke in the end probably leaving you crying on your bathroom floor at 3 am; but the experience of love is worth it. It’s a world of 7 billion and you really think your soulmate lives down the street? No darling love is hard, it’s really hard but one thing is sure; it’s worth it. And one day you will find someone who is truly meant for you, who will love the messy, dark and scary sides of you and still choose to stay but until then just hold on. Love will find you and I assure you that it will be WORTH IT.

Eternal Beauty

She is made up of words that not everyone can understand; her mind is a dictionary full of sadness and heartache, and her heart is the poetry book for the hopeless.

She is the prettiest song, the perfect sonnet, the most meaningful haiku and the longest novel.

It takes a while to read her, seconds to love her and a lifetime to forget her.

Today girls only want to be beautiful for Tumblr. Their worth lies in the instagram likes. I wish they knew how gorgeous they are without the double taps and reblogs.

After all, there are two types of beauty, the one that smacks you across the face and is plastered on magazine covers. And then there’s the type that grows on you. The one you don’t expect. The one that poets and authors write about, the ETERNAL kind.

I think it is indeed important to realize your worth as a person. To realize how beautiful and important you are to this world. You are pure stardust. You are a girl of beauty, you don’t ever need anyone to tell you that you are perfect cause you will be perfect even if they don’t. You need to stop asking strangers to kiss your scars and call you beautiful cause for a wound to heal you need to stop touching it darling.


You Are 18….

On day, you are 18 and the boy you fell for in high school breaks your heart. One day, you are 18 and you try to cut yourself for you think you have lost everything. One day, you are 18 and you smoke weed to it’s fullest.
One day, you are 25 and the boy who broke your heart has been long gone and his name is just another name among the bunch of “lovers that went wrong”. Among the “Should’ve beens” and “Would’ve beens”.
So there it is. Be 18, wear your heart on your sleeve. Give your number to a stranger on a train who sparked a conversation with you about the weather. Wear your heart on your sleeve. Love defiantly. Forget what heartbreaks feel like, just remember how you wrote good poetry with mascara infused tears leaving track-marks along your cheekbones. Let boys look at you, you are a girl of beauty after all. Wear a new shade of lipstick that begs the attention. Run in the morning, understand you are free. A ship is safe in a harbor, but that’s not what ships are meant for girl. Chin up princess lest the crown would fall. Love yourself, to an extent that you forget what hatred feels like. Speak your heart out rather cry your heart out about everything you feel and never said before. Forget about being judged, just say it, say it with all the courage you will ever have in you darling. Wear your heart on your sleeve. And by all means, be 18.

People Are Allowed To…..

People are allowed to leave you.
People are allowed to breakup with you.
People are allowed to love you but not want to be with you.
People are allowed to not want to talk to you.
People are allowed to put their happiness before yours and do what makes them happy even if that happiness does not include you.
People are allowed to move on from you.
People are allowed to love someone else.
People are allowed to not want you in their life.
People are allowed to do whatever they want to better themselves and become the version of themselves they are trying so hard to love.

And Love Can Heal Too…..

“Stay away” she said “Just leave me alone”, “But why?” he asked, “We are a perfect match” “But matches burn darling” She said leaving him speechless….
She saw beauty in everything, but herself…. She always used to say no one will ever love her but when someone said he does she ran away seeking shelter, trying to hide…..Silly girl she was, they love you darling you just don’t love yourself. Her body was the night sky, she saw the stars as flaws, others saw the constellations. Her world was a broken home ready to fall apart with only HIM keeping it all together.
He was someone different, someone out of the blues – someone who wanted to shake her and tell her how beautiful she was inside out. He could see in her all the ways a soul can bruise and wished that he could sink his hands into her flesh and light lanterns along her spine so that she knew that there was nothing but light when he saw her….
Finally she said, “I love you. But I need to go, I need to leave right now or else we will ruin each other” She was a melancholy soul trying to find herself, “Sometimes, I am the mess. Sometimes, I am the broom. On the hardest days I have to be both…..” she whispered with fear in her eyes.
Stubborn indeed, he refused to leave. He set the whole world around him on fire but never let a flame touch her…..Seeing unconditional love in his gaze, feeling protected in his embrace- Her heart began to melt, allowing him to see deeper than her exterior beauty. Finally she lost herself, but in HIM. She lost herself in his love – In his defiant love.
And thus she was HEALED. She was healed with LOVE.