Unwinding Heart

Hellooooo, people. I’m feeling grateful for all of the things I get to listen from all of you, after you read my blog. Special thanks to everyone, really. Towards the end, you’d know why I’m being so grateful. “How many wounds did you endure because the person holding the knife was the one you loved?” ~Nipuna Mehta I got my own version in my head just after reading this: How many wounds are you willing to endure so that the person holding the knife would love you? don’t blame me, if it’s gotten a lil' dark yes, i’m still the same girl who wrote the previous blog, hehe Just because you know that some people will just never be ready to love you for who you are, doesn’t mean that you don’t crave it. Of course you do. You freakin’ do! at least i do a hell lot Just because I’ve become the woman who knows how to choose the right people who I can love and be loved back as well, doesn’t mean I don’t crave love from the people whom I love. sweet disclaimer: this isn’t about romantic love It...

Hellooooo, people. Such a long break it was, wasn't it? I had been thinking about what to write after such a long time. After stumbling upon a lot of topics, I'm finally going on a whim. Today's topic? It's my current feel in which I'm writing this: How oh-so-brittle our hearts are! You can act all strong and brave in front of the whole world but deep down, there's someone in your heart as well for whom your heart feels squeezed if someone hurts them.  Just by the thought of them getting hurt, causes uttermost pain in your soul. You begin to question everything in your life if they happen to be absent for some time. oh for those who don't have anyone right now, you did have someone in the past there's a past for you too, darling you might not have let anybody in your heart lately but that's probably because you couldn't let go of the one who came in there earlier, isn't it? I couldn't find the name of the person who wrote this, but I foun...

Hellooooo, people. Today's write-up is going to be for the young people, especially. But, as we, you and me, at this age as well, ain't doing as fine as we thought we would, this might be for you too.  Let's begin with a sweet quote:- "Night air, good conversation, and a sky full of stars can heal almost any wound." ~Beau Taplin, Remedy We all are struggling, ain't we? Some of us less and some of us more. But, we are. What do we crave the most? A person to talk to? Someone who would just listen? Quality time with ourselves? An off-day? A few moments with someone you're missing a lot? The pending meetups you've been planning for months --or even years?  At the end of the day, all we want is peace.  How do you achieve that peace is the question you should be looking the answer to. It needn't be one answer. It needn't be the answer that would give you peace. wait, what did i say? let me unwrap this layered sentence So, suppose you're with this...

Hellooooo, people. What's the type of this blog? Topic-not-decided-yet type. as in, not decided at this exact moment when i'm "writing" this statement So, here I am. Just to talk to you. We all have been at a stage where we want someone to listen. No advices, nothing. Just a pair of ears to listen. But, have you recently (or ever) felt like you want someone who speaks to you? Do you feel that you wanna be a listener but not to their issues but to something that revolves around YOU? For example: If you're given a choice, right now, to choose between:- a) Someone is going to tell you about what's going on in their life. You don't have to reply in advices or even reactions. You just have to listen and can choose to walk away at your will, without having to hurt the speaker. b) Someone is going to tell you about things which ain't specific to their or anyone's life, for that matter. But things about feelings or moments we all deal with, in general? The...

Hellooooo, people. At this point of writing these blogs, I guess, I can tell you the type of blog it is. Not the topic -- you've already read it in the title -- but the type like:- It's the i don't know what is this gonna be about type, or, i know exactly where i'm taking this type, or, i wanna pour my heart type, or, let's wrap this write-up in love type. This one is the type: i wanna put a write-up you didn't know you wanted/needed to read. Let's begin. Good morning, people. You wake up with a spectrum of feelings; them depending upon the time you woke up, the feeling you slept with, the day you've had yesterday, the moments you're gonna have. Getting up from bed, sometimes is effortless and sometimes -- saying it with a heavy sigh -- terrible. Going where you're going -- either outside home or back at your bed -- sometimes feels exciting and sometimes boring. You get to another part of the day where you've forgotten how much you wanted...

Hellooooo, people. This is going to be one of those write-ups where I know what to write (finally, after what feels like ages) but don't have any idea about the ending. Most of my thoughts have been incomplete lately -- some because I couldn't get an end to and some because escape through the mid-way seemed a better way than to reach the end . So, before it's too late, I gotta write something about whether I've got an end in my mind or not. So, here we go. The topic I've on my mind right now is: Is it just me or are we 'all' stuck? I don't know if this is happening to most of us or just me, but hear me out. See if you relate to this.  Almost everyone around me seems either busy or upset. The busy doesn't mean they're working too hard but just that they ain't getting anything done. The upset doesn't mean something went down for them and they're upset but that they ain't in the right vibe 'cause a lot of things are just not goin...

Hellooooo, people. Today's write-up is going to be about decisions. Of all kinds: easy, tough, sweet, rough, hard, entangled, nice, compelled. Although this write-up is about all types of decisions and the whole spectrum of love as well, I'm going to frame it around two decisions that people make. you've lived a life so you don't need to be told every possible example; you're smart enough First, when someone tells the other person that they want to be with them -- in a relationship, in an FWB thing, in a partnership or simply wanna grow old with them. And, second, when they tell their so-and-so that they can't be with them anymore -- because they don't want to or for some other xyz reason. "To love someone is firstly to confess: I'm prepared to be devastated by you." ~Billy-Ray Belcourt, A History Of My Brief Body When you confess your love to someone, you're also giving them the chance to hurt you. Fortunately or unfortunately, you can...

"Romeo save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel" ~Taylor Swift, Love Story I saw that written on an Instagram post -- yes, I've listened the song too -- and all I had in my mind after reading that was what I wrote in comments. My comment was:- are we really trying to get saved from people telling us how to feel or is it.. we crave to get saved from our own selves for we might unintentionally start feeling the way they want us to? You know, there's a lot wrong going on in this world. We don't feel every single wrong thing in the world every single day but few wrong things hit us more frequently than rest of the other wrong ones.  An unprivileged girl might feel patriarchy a lot -- that is, if she's privileged enough to know atleast about patriarchy -- a labour might feel the expense things a lot more than others, old people might feel the lack of culture and manners maybe, LGBTQ+ people might feel the wrong they've against them in the world and co...

Trigger Warning : Explanation to how you felt when you lost that precious bond. Remember when you realised that they would leave you, or has already left? Remember when you were making efforts to make it work but their efforts were invisible? Remember when you were deciding if you should give one more chance -- just a last effort, as you've been saying for quite a long time now -- or if you should leave? Remember when you- okay, I guess, no more moments are needed.  Ofcourse you remember.  Another Warning : Conclusion of this text might not have an answer to how to forget it. If that's okay, continue. Listen to me, okay? Believe me when I say I didn't mean to hurt you by reminding it. If you don't want to believe that, then blame me for reminding you the hurt, but at the end, okay?  And I'll make sure you've a change of heart before you decide not to blame me. Be patient with the lines. Whenever it gets too much to take in, stop at that line and breathe, okay? ...