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True vs Fake

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Sometimes grief just eats you up. You feel like crying loudly and tell the world that you can no longer handle it. You are just done with your life. Sometimes you can't even cry and there is a weird sorrow inside your stomach. You can neither vent it out nor let out a cry.  I wonder what has my life turned into. A complete mess! When you think finally things are falling into place, that's when you realise it's beginning of a new obstacle. The only question which remains in my mind is 'Why me?' I never thought that a girl who always excelled in studies will fail in life. Failure never hurts me but the expectations which I keep from people does. I always thought a heart which is truthful can live a beautiful life but that's a complete lie. A liar lives the best life. You should know how to trick and manipulate. But I still haven't learned it yet! I don't even want to!  How do fake people live? I always wonder. Aren't they tired of putting u

To live or to die?

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You know what's the toughest stage in life? It's when you don't know whether you want to live or die. Your mind is just confused, stuck and blank. Somedays you want to achieve a lot of things in your life and somedays you just don't feel like getting up from bed. You feel like you have no reason to live and no reason to die either! 'You got one life and you need to live it according to your terms!' - I have heard such lines from many life coaches and others. But do we even get to live according to our terms? If you are a woman- then you don't have choice in anything. Even if you are independent, somewhere your life always gets stuck between family and career. Woman are just trained from childhood, trained to be people pleaser. You ate a chocolate without your parents permission, you are a bad girl. You chose black t-shirt- you are bad because your mother likes white. In this cycle, we forget what do we like actually? We eventually start killing o

Dear elder daughter,

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I know you are tired!  Tired of hiding your pain. Tired of being strong. Tired of meeting everyone's expectations. Tired of fighting with your brain and heart. Tired of being alone even with people around you. I don't know why but every elder daughter's life is full of thorns. Sometimes because of her own decisions and mostly because of her parent's decision. She always obeys everyone because that's how she is trained. To not complain and always give happiness! Even if it means to supress her emotions.  I know how it feels to fail in love. I know how scared you are to fall in love again. I know how your dreams are shattered under societal pressure. I know sometimes you get angry and frustrated.  You might get these questions in your mind -Why do they even allow us to fly when at the end our wings will be cut off? Why are we asked to compromise even if isn't our fault? Why can't they just stand for what's right irrespective of the gender? Why

To those women,

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To those women who struggle to fall asleep at night, To those women who is tired of waking up every morning, To those women who have stopped believing in love, To those women whose life is full of thorns, To those women who crave for respect, To those women who was taken for granted, To those women whose words were never heard, To those women who is afraid to cry out loudly, To those women who has started doubting her abilities, To those women who smiles to make others smiles, To those women whose trust is broken into million pieces, To those women who is in search of light among the darkness, YOU don't deserve these. You deserve love, care and respect. Don't search it from cheap people. You are enough for yourself. You can and should live for yourself. Open those windows which the world has shut on your face and let your light shine! Be bright enough to blind those eyes who thought you aren't worthy of anything. Love, care and respect yourself. Let the world go

Dear me,

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These days whenever I look at myself in the mirror, I find a different person whom I am unable to identify. This isn't me!  Back then, I was this radiating, bubbling and a joyous person. I enjoyed life to the fullest.  But now, I have lost interest in almost everything. Waking up every morning feels like a great task.  It hurts! It kills! Damn! Why did it happen to me? Where did I go wrong? Is it wrong to give love to the one who doesn't appreciate it? Is it wrong to be real in this deceiving world? Is it wrong to stand up for yourself? Is it wrong to look after others happiness by killing your dreams? So many questions keep piling my mind. I fail to find answers or to say I am scared to find answers.  I can never go back to the person who I was. That's the most heartbreaking situation. I can never forgive those who caused me this misery. I can never forget those who left no chance to wound me. They snatched the most precious thing from me - My originality. I a

Unlucky in love

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All set to publish the video.  click! click! click! finally done! Keerthi was hoping around like a butterfly who had discovered its wings recently. why wouldn't she? Afterall her dream was coming true. she wanted to be famous in the social media. a year back, she had started vlogging and now she was becoming famous for it. people waited for her vlog like they waited for rain after ages of drought. Keerthi was proud of her self-independence and her popularity. exactly after five minutes, the notification beeped, and it was a comment from badboy_badsha  "I wish I had a girl like you in my life." Keerthi felt butterflies in her stomach. never had she felt like that. she just clicked the heart button. after that she got many positive comments as well as negative, but her heart was stuck at this one. she didn't know why but she had a sudden urge to know that person.   there was continuous notification beeping and Keerthi picked up her phone to check. the same person had co

What is love?

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What is love? I have asked this question to myself quite a few times.  when I was at college, I thought love was when you feel butterflies. And to add to my list, few daily soaps and movies at that time gave me many explanations! I used to think maybe elders are right "love will eventually happen after marriage". keeping this in mind I agreed for marriage.  The first few months and years passed smoothly. Why wouldn't it? people don't show off their real faces so easily, right? we keep believing until their mask falls off at the time of your need. when that happens you are broken, shattered and torn into pieces. what's worse is, when your partner doesn't even realize how rude and harsh, he is! you are blamed for all his indecent behavior and at some point, you start believing them.  For me, the definition of love changed when I realized that I was in abusive marriage. not physical abuse but emotional abuse. I was being their dump yard on whom they could dump al