A State of Grey

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A tint of gorgeous white
Coupled with the shade of headstrong black
Gives us the tone of an eternity
Grey, the result of prolonged forth and back.

Tracing the journey within,
It emerges through the cohesion of thought
A state of mind rather,
Building upon a trail of forgotten,
Grey, echoes in the heart.

Its existence once realized,
Amends constructed realities.
Created are storms of emotions
Coupled with a state of surreal trance
Grey, you’re welcome with open arms.

Parallel runs a crescent
Emerging through the wonders of a child’s mind
Envying the detached solitude of Grey,
A mere existence revealed.

As the emptiness sinks in
Overwhelmed with the power of nada
It’s grey,
A solid whole.
Beyond the individual,
Beyond the worlds esplanade.

Welcome, to a state of Grey.

The One. Probably the Only. 

 

Yesterday I ran into a friend I hadn’t seen in awhile. As we did our quick five-minute catch-up, she asked me how my ex was doing. After I did my well rehearsed polite response, “Actually we aren’t together anymore, so I am not entirely sure,” she gave me the immediate look of sadness and sympathy that I always get. I’m well used to that look, I guess that’s what happens when the man you thought you were going to marry breaks up with you, but after giving me “the look,” she told me that she knows I’ll find someone new and I will love him just as much, if not more. Her words, meant to make me feel better about being single, really got me thinking.I hope she is wrong. I hope I never find someone I love as much as him.

I don’t say that because I am a cynic, and I don’t say that because I hope we get back together. I say that simply because the love I shared with him was too much for me. It was raw, it was passionate, it was all-encompassing, it was emotional, it was everything. He was the first thing I thought about in the morning and the last thing I thought about at night. I felt incomplete when I wasn’t around him, and when he was near it was like everything was right in the world again. He was my other half, and what I considered the best part of myself. He made me crazy and emotional. It was like our entire time together was a roller coaster of missing him, loving him, hating him, and needing him.

And I pray to God I never ever feel that way again.
I hope my ex was the love of my life because I never want to feel that kind of love again. I had it for years that seemed so short. It changed my life and it is something that I will cherish for the rest of forever. I found that kind of love young and I loved every minute of being in it. Even when we were fighting and I hated him, I loved it.
But I never want to feel it again. That kind of pain and hurt mixed in with such passionate love was too much for me. It was too much for my heart to handle and when he decided to leave me, I didn’t understand how the world would keep turning.

But it did keep turning, and one day the ache in my chest stopped hurting and all the broken little pieces of my heart and soul seemed to be put back together. That’s when I realized I don’t need that kind of love or that kind of life. It’s not that I don’t want to fall in love again. I can’t wait to fall in love again, but I hope and pray it is a very different kind of love.

I don’t want someone to be my other half, I want someone who makes me feel whole on my own. I don’t want to miss someone so much it hurts, I want to know that even when I am apart from him I can trust him and know that he is coming home to me. I don’t want him to be my last thought when I go to bed at night because I want him to be beside me when I go to bed at night. I don’t want him to be the best part of me, I want him to encourage me and push me to be the best self I can be on my own. I want a partner. I want someone I can rely on 24 hours out of the day, seven days a week. I want a love that makes me smile and go to bed completely content with my life, not one that keeps me up at night. I don’t want a man who treats me like a princess and the most precious thing in the world, I want him to treat our daughter like that. I don’t want to be the love of his life because I want our family to be. 

: Kelsey Hau 

I DO.

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Every time i said i missed you, i meant it.
Every time i said i loved you, it was true.

From where did this awkwardness come in between us.
We started keeping things to ourselves.
It went on all piling up,
And we didn’t even care.

It went up to such an extent,
We didn’t know where to start.
It was too late by the time we knew everything,
Everything had already fallen apart.

Talking turned into a formality,
The same that once was fun.
The memories we had since such a long time,
Forever now seemed undone.

Today when we talk it seems so dull,
So uninterested you’ve been.
The things i say are still the same,
The same that once made you keen.

It was me who suffered for all you know,
I overlooked it all.
None of it would have lasted so long,
Remember, this was your call.

What happened if it were for months,
I see it as a nap.
While i am trying with all my efforts,
YOU are creating the gap.

Its the same gap that you blame now,
A reason to be away from “us”.
Funny is the irony of the situation,
It is still ME you don’t trust.

Someone you swore upon,
To be forever there.
Now that this gap comes in between,
And you don’t even care.

Save us from the sin of regret,
I pray to all who can.
I never wish to be without you,
You are my perfect man.

Concluding my lines id like to say,
Without you a life seems grey,
Still wondering how you are being away,
Marks my words as i say-

Every time i say i miss you, it is with the purest heart.
Every time i say i love you, I DO.

– Raashi MET.

New beginnings

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New beginnings are all so good
Welcome them all with a smile, we should
Its like the fruit of your own sown tree
Leaving behind the sour, sweet as melody.

New beginnings are all about you
The way you perceive it
Its what you do.

New beginnings are like quicksand
Taking it easy, do not demand
Be wise and give it your best
Be true to yourself, its your conquest

New beginnings are just like undiscovered doors
Love, peace, and hope you explore.
Expecting anything else will go in vain
Remember you wont get this chance again.

New beginnings dont come everyday
Once in a blue moon they come our way
Make the best of them is what i say
For new beginnings hardly come nowadays.

Think and work hard, you may find solution to any problem.

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One hot day, a thirsty crow flew all over the fields looking for water. For a long time, he could not find any. He felt very weak, almost lost all hope. Suddenly, he saw a water jug below the tree. He flew straight down to see if there was any water inside. Yes, he could see some water inside the jug!
The crow tried to push his head into the jug. Sadly, he found that the neck of the jug was too narrow. Then he tried to push the jug to tilt for the water to flow out but the jug was too heavy.
The crow thought hard for a while. Then looking around it, he saw some pebbles. he suddenly had a good idea. he started picking up the pebbles one by one, dropping each into the jug. As more and more pebbles filled the jug, the water level kept rising. Soon it was high enough for the crow to drink. His plan had worked!

courtesy- http://www.moralstories.org

“It was my father who taught me…..”

“It was my father who taught me to value myself. He told me that I was uncommonly beautiful and that I was the most precious thing in his life.” – Dawn French


I am very proud to call a very respectable and influencing man as my father. he has always been a living example of excellence and struggle.  Leading me into the right way, correcting me when i went wrong, adoring me when i made him proud. Somebody who’s always been a big support system in whatever en-devour i choose and motivating me throughout my life. I believe the father daughter relationship is very important in the upbringing of a girl. He teaches her how to be strong, independent , and confident to face any challenge in life.

“They say that from the instant he lays eyes on her, a father adores his daughter. Whoever she grows up to be, she is always to him that little girl in pigtails. She makes him feel like paradise. In exchange, he makes a secret promise not to see the awkwardness of her teenage years, the mistakes she makes, or the secrets she keeps.” – Anonymous