#life – Tempest

Since birth, we embark on a journey to create ourselves. However, the process of shaping the identity we hope to acknowledge as “us” often leads to becoming strangers to ourselves. For half of our life, our choices seem pre-determined—going to school, making friends, pursuing a job, and eventually getting married. Isn’t it just a cycle…

The Unfiltered Soul

Apr 7, 2024

Facts

#ideas, #life, #mindfulness, #mindset, #muse, #philosophy, #positivity, #solitude, #spiritual, thought

The soul, ah! Perhaps one of the ancient mysteries and of course powerful. Even its all the powers are still shadowy till date. It’s merely challenging to know one’s soul comprehensively yet I try because it is the most important purpose in the world of mortals; to trace the immortals within. I feel the immortal…

Cinnamon dreams

Aug 22, 2023

moods

#life, #love, #solitude, #spiritual, #thoughts, #writing

The empress from Noland harvests the cinnamon dreams on the dimension of time for the sake of infinity, infinity to blue and glee. She waits for monsoon each mid-summer; a step and the next, one after another quietly to the house beside the lake where the water turns the spirit into ascetic. An empress, a…

Drama around

Jun 18, 2023

Facts

#life, #lifelesson, #motivation, #thoughts, #writers

Drama, a word which gives the mind a view of categorised emotions, sometimes glitch in emotions, zigzag consequences and variety of human personalities. There is not much difference between stage drama and real life drama. The fascinating fact is both kinds of drama sounds colourful yet not all persons are equally attracted to drama but…

A ripple of serenity

Feb 6, 2023

Stories & Moods

#creativewriting, #life, #short, #sprituality, #trending, #truth

The sky was hazy, sheer rays of sunlight made the atmosphere opaque. Mild breeze fluffed the lock of hair on my face. My mind was already content; While I refer to the heart only for pumping air. The aroma of burnt sandalwood surprised my nose slightly. My eyes wandered about the source. My eyes quickly…

Free Spirit

Jan 30, 2023

moods

#ideas, #inspiration, #life, #light, #love, #metaphor, #mindfulness, #quotes, #self-care, #self-love, thought

While realising that among billions of galaxies, the Earth is the only planet where I’m only one of a kind. ___This thought isn’t terrifying. It sets my spirit free.

Speck of Life

Dec 30, 2022

Facts

#life, #metaphor, #mindfulness, #philosophy, #positivity, #wordpress, #writerscommunity, #writing, thought

All the other unreachable stars and meteoroids in the universe are not useful for us as we have our sufficient galaxy. But still they are part of the creation for some reason which is alienated to us. We are only a speck of life in this vast existence, the fact is if we exist that…

When the colour wears out

Dec 23, 2022

Stories & Moods

#inspiration, #life, #mindfulness, #moments, #short, thought

A teenage boy who held a new bicycle while sitting in the back of a running vehicle. The bicycle was tied with rope to the iron railings of the vehicle. He was taking it home after buying it from the shop. The boy must be a student of high school grabbed the cycle with all…

Heedfulness

Dec 19, 2022

Facts

#ideas, #life, #life-lesson, #life-quotes, #motivation, #self-love, #selfcare, #selflove, #thoughts, #writing

The moment somebody judges you, don’t get shattered inside your mind by any kind of thought which is damaging your personality. Taking the stand, expressing the clear counter against the judgement at the same time is the only way to establish your progressive identity. There will always be some jealous and destructive critics behind you,…

Writing

Dec 15, 2022

thought

#life, #musing, #philosophy, #positivity, #spritual, #thoughts, #writing

Writing is like sorcery, that connects the writer’s consciousness to the exact words, if only the connection is in sync. Sometimes it appears like close doors to all directions. A writer wanders in fog, knocking all the closed doors, the yearning of not getting keys is irksome . Luckily, the doors don’t remain closed for…