Not Expecting Anything Is The Easiest Way But The Hardest Thing To Do, Afterall , We Are Humans. Life
The biggest yet the most painful thing one learns while growing up is that, Nothing Lasts Forever. Time flies, things change , people and places change and so do our relations with them.
Even in any sitcom , you see the cast not only bond on screen but also in real life. Yet , as years go by, they get busy and we hardly see them together. We are left, wondering, if they still matter to each other as much as they used to. What changed? In life, we learn, nothing ever doesn't change. And no matter how much it hurts our heart and makes us weep, we can't control it. The Art of letting go is mastered by few fortunate people. As for people like me ,I still get tears seeing the last season of Girl Meets World, realizing that thunder and lighting was not forever, time and distance came in between, something and everything changed. I get broken-hearted , keep wishing for their caste reunion and Happy Ending. But turns out, that's life.
No matter how much it sucks, each and every life any human lives, it is full of forevers turning to nevers...
Not expecting anything is the easiest way but the hardest thing to do, afterall , we are humans. Life goes on and We cant control all the changes. The only thing we can control is ourselves and our effort to keep relations alive and when times seems right, let go.
-mauli
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yes.yes.yes... maybe those who suffer because of their less desirable faces are the ones who build their minds in the most beautiful ways...Adversity is the mother of Beauty
“It’s rare to meet someone with a mind just as beautiful as their face.”
— Unknown (via thoughtkick)
The kind of legacy I would want to leave...
Imagine you're a writer, and there are people scribbling in the margins of your books, underlining their favorite passages, leaving makeshift bookmarks between the pages (subway tickets, library receipts, handwritten notes), reading excerpts out loud to their friends and lovers or to themselves just to feel the words on their tongue, memorizing quotes and then copying them in their notebooks, daydreaming about your characters and excitingly speculating about what's going to happen to them in the sequel, writing reviews in their school newspaper.
True , so true , and sometimes those teachers mean more to you than they are expected to by the world.... The good ones are so underrated
getting compliments from teachers does blessings to one's self-esteem
Why do i write ?
Why am i even here?
Maybe in hope.
Maybe in desperation.
Maybe is anticipation.
Maybe because I'm a little tired every now-and-then.
Maybe because i dream of being heard, just a little, for once.
Maybe i wish, that at least someone would hear a tiny piece of my soul here, and in all anonymity, not judge me for once.
Maybe someone would read me, and not get sad, and not feel guilty, and not feel sorry, and not worry ,just be there.
Maybe that's why this scribbling is sacred. Maybe that's why i keep coming back. Maybe the insecurities i never used to have, maybe my suddenly empty social life, maybe the creepy monotony hands me my pen.
To blurt out a little and to breathe a little. Maybe that's why i write.
Maybe to live a little.
Maybe.
-mauli
it gave me chills,
it gave me shivers,
as i write along the lines.
About a guy, whose eyes,
i caught a glimpse of
as they dazed in mine.
wish that moment could stop between us, and age, a little like fine wine...
-mauli
something happened not something new
I saw a boy and he saw me too
our eyes met , not for long
but enough for me to write a song
The Sun again
Whenever I am deprived of hope,
blinded by the daylight run;
are the times I lost my way,
I throw my head back and look at the sun ,
which fills the glitter in my eyes again.
At times dark ,when I used to brood,
with the moon at the edge of the nightfall ;
and hope too far away to be found.
I think of the dawn that's sure to come , with my sun rising up to spread the light around...
(19.5.2020)
This is as true as it can ever get... We are nothing but the some of everything around us. Everyone and everything, and how we perceive it.
“Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I’ve ever known.”
— Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters
Life is short, live everyday....
That's just what everyone might say.
But life,
It's BIG.
It's LONG.
Oh heck, it's WIDE!
Let no one tell you otherwise.
Your first 20yrs may seem like the assurance of a "happily ever after" if done correctly.
But there is no correct way.
Everyday, may seem like you are not doing anything worth, life is so short.
But it's not.
Take your time.
Do things you love and do something for your loved ones.
Yes, there is a lot of time for most of us,
But remember , there is no time to waste.
Yes life's unpredictable.
And that is another reason for you ,to do you, everyday, step by step.
No, long life isn't assured, but if we make ourselves miserable thinking our life will be better if we do a 1000 things a day, we are still wasting it
No one will live our life.
We will.
Embrace each day you get, cuz many don't get a next day.
Live like you have to live forever.
Speed things up for your excitement, not because your life will be ruined if you don't.
You. Have. Time.
A lot. Or. A little.
You. Have. Control.
Live time. It's not to waste.
-mauli
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