AN OCEAN IN A DROP

Virah-The realization of Love through Separation. Yes, I am back with yet another writing about an emotion I love and value the most-Love. Is it the Love or the Lover that has the value? Is it the Separation or the Union that becomes the catalyst for the realization of Love? Dear Reader, if you are smiling right now, congratulations!!! There is a possibility that the most beautiful and incurable disease called Love has made you its prey. Each Subject has their own symptoms... and yet very similar. Anyways, We were talking about Virah... right? Yeah so. I am using a hindi word because one language can never be enough to express everything. I can bet my life on the fact that words can never be enough to say how Love acts through you.  In the absence of your beloved, would you wallow and cry asking and preying for them? A million times yes. But there comes a stage when you will not feel separated. Even in their absence, there is a presence so stronger and so ecstatic that it is more t...

 Things have been wildly lately. Yet I have continued to fall in love with life. Today I am here to tell the world about how dumb a sapiosexual can get. (Double standards) It was a Saturday and I had to travel to a city to meet my therapist and rant about my life in general. I happened to start an argument with the people I live with. Until then I was pissed. I took the bus, put some headphones on. After a few minutes, the bus reached a point where it had to take a left turn. Instead, it kept going straight and my so very analytical mind started calculating to find some route to my town unknown to me which the bus was about to take. And then it hit me.. I AM ON THE WRONG BUS. And I, acting like a person who has basically given up on life, asked the conductor to drop me at the next stop which btw was 8 km away simply because my lazy ass didn't feel like standing up and leaving......  I reached there..... had to wait for 20 minutes for the bus to come back. Alright, I said to my...

 There is always some madness in love. -Frederich Nietzsche True that... When we love, we love like Gods who own this world and who can burn it down just for the sake of their beloved or make it a better place just because our beloved lives here. On the flip side, we are humane, full of errors. The reason we lose our love is that we are lost. In our quest to find ourselves, we can finally get the divine sight to see our love in its divinity.  We take our people for granted, we take our lives, moments, smiles, laughter, a cup of tea for granted. Before we notice, love slips by our hand like the sand.  And in the end, we regret every decision we make, every confession we didn't make. So here is a piece of mad advice from a madwoman, Relax, It's not about Love. just kidding it is.. Irony. A bit of love advice from a woman who failed at love. Whenever you love, do not the course of this world decide your pace and intensity, do not let love weigh your shoulders. Keep in your h...

What is the topmost instinct of a human being? Are we just another species on this planet or sacred after God? I believe we are species fortunate enough to feel love and compassion for our fellow beings. I believe we are species not here just to eat, work and sleep. I believe humans together, can create paradise on earth. But hey, I think our home is already a paradise we have forgotten. I can not sleep while I know that somewhere a woman is losing her dignity. I can not breathe while I know that somewhere a child just lost his father to a war caused by a handful of people who believe oppression is the only way they can win. I can not smile while I know that somewhere a patriot is shedding tears while watching his homeland being taken away. I can not hold and smell a rose knowing that someone is pointing a gun at an innocent's head. The human in me can not turn blind to what my brothers are doing instead of what they should be doing. What do I do with my right to freedom when other...

 It is hard for an empath to survive in this world, to notice the suffering, witness all the violence and hear all these screams of people crying for help and not fall apart. it is tough to not shed a tear, knowing of the terrorism bombing Syria, the wildfires killing animals who couldn't even scream when the flames burnt their skin. But it's courageous to wake up, keep living but knowing someone may have lost their loved ones to violence, someone may not have had a meal or fed their children, someone may be trying to fight with the odds and not end their lives, someone may have lost his only hope to keep himself going ahead in life. But the toughest part is - Life goes on. No matter how much it kills you to be emotional never choose to be emotionless. These emotions make you who you are. This is your true self. Never turn your back on your true self.

It's past midnight and I am here with some wisdom. yeah... you guessed right. it is about taking that first step that makes you uncomfortable and scares you. All of us have hobbies, talents and thus, our own unique expressions of art. But let's face it, the lifestyle we are currently living, the habits we have adapted, are suppressing our deepest desires and even our callings. Still, some of us manage to recognize our goals and dreams. But then, BAM!! Our ''rational thinking'' and "practicality" stops us from taking the first step towards it by making us self-doubt.    So, my friend, the key is not to listen to it. You are not living to regret not taking initiatives on your death bed, are you?    Take that goddamned step. Let it scare you. Enjoy it. Do it anyway. LIKE A GANGSTER!!!

  He who has a why to live for can bear almost anyhow. - Friedrich Nietzsche       Making a change is like being on a hot sandy shore and trying to reach the middle of the ocean and float freely in its soothing waves. Every time you try to get there, a big wave comes and throws you at the shore. You talk to yourself, "This wave is stronger than me. I will never be able to cross this way. I am smaller than the wave." Now, I would suggest you turn back from the wave and face that reckoning from which you are trying to break free. That scorching heat of the shore. The reality you are trying to change. The place you want to let go of. I want you to change your field of view and remember that 'why'. And say to yourself, "This wave may be stronger than me. But my 'why' is stronger, even more than a tsunami."