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Shards of glass – Unbroken

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He is lost.. in her thoughts
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His mind captures this moment – to make it real one day
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One look at her and he knew she was a rag doll, a million shards of glass fixed together with something that was hardly visible – what held her together?

SHe intrigued him. He just did not know why he hired her. She was a mess. A clear mess. Deepika. Her eyes told it all – every broken shard shone in her deep eyes – blinding me into shock. What could have happened?

A heart break? He thought? Nope.. doesn’t look like. This is something much more deeper. He did ask her, “Have you ever loved someone?” And she just nodded. That’s it. Something about the way she fluttered her eyes made him feel that she could love deeply. As deep as her teary eyes.

But still, heart break wasn’t really what it seemed like. He had seen enough of life to know how many different faces this being called ‘grief’ wore. She was in grief. Yes. Absolute grief. That’s the right word. Grief.

Deep, dark, lonely, shrouded, NUMB.

A zombie. That’s what she had turned herself into. A zombie that knew only to work. Go back. Sleep. Get up. Come to work. Sleep. Nothing else. She hardly ate – and when she ate, it was tasteless crap, which she’d so sweetly share with me. Grief had turned her so numb that she couldn’t even make out the blandness of food.

WOuld you like to have coffee? Would you like to go out for coffee? I asked again, ensuring that she heard me. She looked up from her laptop. “Huh?? I don’t like coffee.” That’s it. This girl. This 30 something just turned a date into a coffee preference conversation. My Bloody Goodness!! She was either too smart or just too naive. Naive was a tall order – naive doesn’t exist these days. What was she?

All I knew was she worked – like hard labour. Effing hard labour. Tell her anything about the work she did, and she’d turn into this tigress – roaring and defending left right and center.

Something about her told me she could be trusted. Perhaps the mean gossip that went around about her ‘wierdness’ never reached her ears. Or if did, she perhaps didn’t care. Whatever it was, I could sense a flicker of respect for her. Unlike all other women of her age, she was just. A girl. Like a tiny tot that hides behind her mother’s sleeve – except that she hid behind her grief.

And she was determined to not let anyone shake her pieced up million shards up. It would have taken her ages – to pick up the pieces and walk tall again. I suddenly felt another sharp sting in the center of my heart. Protective?? Of course not!! I have seen enough. But the sting kept digging in and in – until it morphed itself into an arrow that pierced to the other side of my heart. I was confused.

It doesn’t really work that way. It doesn’t. But that sting was a growing desire to unbreak her. To peel off that pieced up skin to reveal a bright shining beauty that had retired some 5-6 years ago, I guessed, only to be proven correct later.

Deepika, he thought, somehow, I believe there would always be space for your hand in mine. “Give me your hand”, he said.

The lady doesn’t even turn her head!! She just gives a cross eyed look.

Phewwww. The Board Room fight was easier, I guess!!

Who does he think he is? Absolutely no sense of how to talk to a woman..!!

Huh!! Whatever!

*back to her article

Do you think this is a paragraph from a Mills & Boon story?

Would you like to give him a name?

What next??

*Originally published 9th January 2016

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Don’t cause butterflies in my tummy

Butterflies in my tummy
From a far far away land of fantasy
For so very long, I truly believed
I had dead butterflies in my tummy

It’s taken too long for me to accept
That there’s no one but me
You know you are taken, taken, taken
So don’t cause butterflies in my tummy

Do you know how it feels
When so many I see in twos
A void begins to fill me up
In every cell through and through

Your intentions may be clear
I know we are friends dear
But the desert but has just one oasis to be
So don’t cause butterflies in my tummy

Oh it’s a great thing to hear
All will be okay when you love yourself dear
But nothing seems okay to me as I think why
Even the moon has the eternal company of the dark sky

Some in twos are craving to be one
Some all alone are wanting to find the one
If perfection were to be a tree
It would be like a cactus thorny

If perfection were to be a movie
It would but be just a tragedy
For the heers and the ranjhaas and the heeras and the pannas
Haven’t they all met with the same destiny

How would I then, be different?

Scarred for life by a narcissist with torment
Lost all my confidence, trust in self and worth
To be rebuilt all over from square one

So your request for a dance momentarily
Caused fluttering butterflies in my tummy

Yes yes I know I deflected it promptly
With words about pen, paper and a story
But hey, then this poem came through eventually
So don’t you cause butterflies in my tummy

Posted in Betrayals, Challenges, How to take care of ur relationships, Paulo Coelho, Philosophy, Relationships, romance, Togetherness, unfair, wisdom

Ghosts Of A Not-So-Pleasant Past?

Paulo Coelho and his words of gem on past memories  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How do you make peace with a negative past and with those who have wronged you? (By Alex)

Coelho: In order to move from the past to the present you need to accept your scars. But you need to do everything in your power in order to heal them so that the ghosts of your past will no longer barge in your present life.

It is a long and difficult process I grant you – but it’s a way out of guilt and hatred in my eyes.

How do you stop sadness? (By Nuri)

Coelho: By welcoming it and living it intensively for a determined amount of period. In my case I give myself three days to be completely submersed in this feeling.

Once I’ve let sadness pay me a visit, then I kindly ask it to leave. Sadness is then satisfied and leaves

My inserts:

There has to be a way of taking them (past memories) out of the system. And I believe it is by overwriting them with new memories. It takes a long time, but yes, it ultimately happens and we end up being happier once we have forgiven our past.  And by saying ‘forgiven our past’, I don’t mean forgiving people who have wronged us, I seriously don’t believe in that, what I mean is to forgive our own selves and let happiness in our lives.

There are a lot of times when we choose to close doors because of past memories and we end up closing doors to good things in life. And that is not good, not good at all. There is a whole lot of good things in the Universe. The Cosmos wants to give you soo much, but you have to be WILLING to have it, you have to be there, standing with open arms to welcome what is rightfully yours. 🙂

So on an end note, are you willing to do that? If yes, do share with me.

*Earlier posted on Sulekha.com in 2011

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प्यार नही था तो बोल देते

One of the most heart-wrenching words I have come across in recent times.. Perhaps, a popular actor who recently left the world would have these in his mind.. for sure.

❤AAISHA ❤ GOUR❤

*प्यार नही था मुझसे तो एक बार बोल देते मुझे तुम,,,,,,

*यू सरे आम बदनाम तो ना करते फिरते मुझे तुम,,,,,,,,

* पहले ही बोला था दिल के साथ मेरे कभी खेलना नही तुम,,,,,,,

*प्यार नही होगा जिस दिन मुझसे तुम्हे ,,,,,,,

*बता ही देना उस दिन मुझे तुम,,,,,,

*यू सरे आम बदनाम तो ना करना मुझे तुम,,,,

*प्यार नही था मुझसे तो एक बोल देते मुझे तुम,,,,,

*यू सरे आम बदनाम तो ना करते मुझे तुम,,,,

*यू दिल तोड़ते ना मेरा तुम,,,,,

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Meri awaaz suno

Sab saath hain phir bhi akeli hoon

Meri awaaz suno, main tumko pukaar rahi hoon

Tu saat toh hai par kahan hai

Meri awaaz suno, main pukaar rahi hoon

Mujhe aise mat kar tabaah,

Main mom ki gudiya jaisi hoon

Na jala mujhe main pighal kar tabaah ho rahi hoon

Meri awaaz suno, main tumko pukaar rahi hoon

Na kar woh jo sabne kiya hai mere saath

Main bikhar kar toot rahi hoon

Meri awaaz suno, main tumko pukaar rahi hoon

Meri aansuon pe khada kiya hai avyay ko tumne

Kahan tak jayega yeh main dekh rahi hoon

Meri awaaz suno, main tumko pukaar rahi hoon

Sapne dikhakar tod rahe ho, yeh jaan lena

Har aansu ka hai hisaaab yeh jaan lena

Meri awaaz suno, main tumko pukaar rahi hoon

In aansuon ko rok lo, teri tabaahi dekh rahi hoon

Meri awaaz suno, main tumko pukaar rahi hoon

Meri awaaz suno, main tumko pukaar rahi hoon

Posted in A Success Story, An Angel for a guardian angel, Challenges, Food for Thought, How to take care of ur relationships, Human Rights, lessons, Let me breathe atleast now, Relationships, Uncategorized, wisdom

You are allowed to (By Rania Naim)

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Attributed to Rania Naim, author and poet. Originally published here.

You’re allowed to leave any story you don’t find yourself in.

You’re allowed to leave any story you don’t love yourself in.

You’re allowed to leave a city that has dimmed your light instead of making you shine brighter.

You’re allowed to pack all your bags and start over somewhere else and you’re allowed to redefine the meaning of your life.

You’re allowed to quit the job you hate even if the world tells you not to and you’re allowed to search for something that makes you look forward to tomorrow and to the rest of your life.

You’re allowed to leave someone you love if they’re treating you poorly.

You’re allowed to put yourself first if you’re settling and you’re allowed to walk away when you’ve tried over and over again but nothing has changed.

You’re allowed to let toxic friends go, you’re allowed to surround yourself with love, and people who encourage and nurture you.

You’re allowed to pick the kind of energy you need in your life.

You’re allowed to forgive yourself for your biggest and smallest mistakes and you’re allowed to be kind to yourself, you’re allowed to look in the mirror and actually like the person you see.

You’re allowed to set yourself free from your own expectations.

We sometimes look at leaving as a bad thing or associate it with giving up or quitting, but sometimes leaving is the best thing you can do for yourself.

Leaving allows you to change directions, to start over, to rediscover yourself and the world. Leaving sometimes saves you from staying stuck in the wrong place with the wrong people. Leaving opens a new door for change, growth, opportunities and redemption.

You always have the choice to leave until you find where you belong and what makes you happy.

You’re even allowed to leave the old you behind and reinvent yourself.

Read more of Rania Naim’s touching words here.

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When the light becomes ‘blinding’

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A ray of light, they say, is a real hope giver

When in darkness, they say, look for the ray of light

It’s within you, they say, the light’s within you

A single ray of light is enough, they say, just one

When darkness doesn’t perish years of loneliness

The desire to experience one tight hug, just one

The longing to be the one for someone,

That one kiss, that one touch, a caress of passion

And suddenly, there is so much of light,

So much happiness that you feel it’s untrue

But you are so blinded, so blinded by that light

That you couldn’t see the cliff in front of you

It came, the fall that was inevitable

From darkness straight into blinding light

Even the dead see a beautiful shining light, I have heard

Even the dead, even the dead.

 

 

 

 

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Alive

The Mystery Behind, Beyond, and Beneath the Sea, weaves a Poem of Awe.

Every Wave, Ripple, Ebb and Flow seems to confirm, “I. Am. Alive.”

When dreams come true, this is how exhilarating you feel.

I started my journey with Dreamz Forever in 2007. It’s been 11 long years of amazing growth, struggles, learning, highs and lows.

What’s stayed is the little girl inside me.

She feels amazingly alive today.