An armour it is, to survive this world.
The world where humans live, not humanity.
But I see those who are different, want to change.
Make the species mean something, again.
Books are not just stories, some are filled with life,
Some are with lessons or with the light to change your life.
Some breath music, some live music.
Even silence is music, the music whimsical.
Places can make you different, can change you.
Some stay with you, in memories or every day.
Finding one that makes you shiver, is a miracle.
Miracle worth holding on to.
Thirst to Be Better
Live, don’t just be,
Live in a way so serene, that your yesterday smiles and the tomorrow be
something, make your name not just a name but a name behind names.
I recently found an explanation to keep myself sane and not get annoyed or angry, I think. People can only see what they understand including me.
When someone makes a joke about being depressed they don’t understand the complex and dying scenario behind depression. I know all of us are dying but some of us can really feel the death and to understand that, one needs to see it and to see it, they have to understand it.
When we casually say ‘grow up’ the ulterior motive behind saying that is either ‘don’t bug me’ or ‘DON’T BUG ME.’ I know it is easier to look away and a lot easier to forget. But is it something that is a solution. I know you will feel guilty for looking away when that person is no more around, I know you will try to educate others when that person is no more around, I know you will blame yourself when that person is no more around but that person is no more around, whatever the reason.
Why do we want people to ignore it or just shake it off?
The answer is simple, I think, we do not understand it so we do not see it.
We don’t see:
People committing suicide
Our world getting darker
People asking for help
Air getting smokier
Our body getting weaker
The earth dying
Time flies like water,
Water flows like rocks.
We used to be one,
Now, one is just a number.
We thought we could grow together.
But looks like one of us got bored.
We waited, did we?
We should have… maybe
Leaving someone, something is a task
A task no one ever wants to perform,
But it’s just a way
Of living, living like humans.
March was a month full of an empty feeling and somehow fulfilling at the same time.
I went on a road trip with one of my closest friends which was really amazing and something we’ve been planning for months.
I finished my creative writing course and now I feel a little bit professional. The class was an amazing and enlightening experience. In the class, I met so many intellectually developed and mentally skilled people. It was really hard to say goodbye and to accept that we won’t be discussing topics in the class every day.
I saw the Beauty and the Beast (La Beaut et la Beast) with my sister and it was amazing. I mean Emma Watson and a Disney production, it had to be amazing.
There was a lot more activity in the month but above events were a little more significant.
Mentally- I feel refreshed and ready to try writing in a different way.
Physically- I think it was the best month yet.
Conclusion- There’s always tomorrow (I hope).
Nights are little darker,
Days are less brighter.
There’s a mask on the table,
It’s not part of my costume.
I love these people,
I respect these people.
Don’t force it,
Don’t force me.
What if I become it,
Something that I will, regret.
Everything used to be clear, crystal,
Now it’s something hazy,
Nights are little darker,
Days are less brighter.
I am, little less ME.
He woke up sweating, panting and completely blue.
He got up and prayed to god to help him be alive, he wasn’t dead but he could feel death.
His soul was a prisoner of his body and he was drowning in the water which wasn’t there.
He laid down on the floor, the cool tiles felt good.
And now he is thinking about how the floor is cold and slowly forgot that his heart was trying to get out his body.
15 minutes later which felt like an eternity he started his day, normally because this whole thing was completely normal for him.
I don’t have a crazy busy schedule so I get a lot of time to just be at home and write. Even though I am taking three courses simultaneously I easily get 3 to 4 days in a week to just unwind, work on this blog and do the things I love.
I am a morning person, I don’t like to sleep in so my days are usually pretty long and I get more than 12 hours to get my work done which is a satisfying amount of time.
But sometimes I have zero motivation to do anything and since I am going to be at home the whole day I just want to stay in my comfortable bed and watch youtube videos or read blogs. But it is not the most productive activity and after a while, it adds to my boredom. So I have jotted down 3 things that make my day as fruitful as possible and I am pretty sure it is going to help you too if you have similar problems. Let’s take a look.
As I’ve mentioned above I love watching creative videos and reading blogs. So what I do is instead of just reading the blogs and watching the videos I make notes while I do it. I write whatever I find interesting or anything that will help me grow. So this way I am not just entertaining myself but I am also learning something new which is the ultimate goal isn’t it.
I am a person who overthinks everything, overanalyzes everything which is a huge problem. So to overcome that instead of just being sad after judging everything I really like to dig up a solution. The best way to do it is to go on internet and type in whatever you want to know because there is an 110 percent chance that somebody has already found a solution to what you think is an unanswerable question. Or just talk to somebody because no two people usually have the same opinion on something and they can end up providing you a whole new perspective.
And the last thing that helps me be creative or constructive is when I make something. It can be as simple as making a cup of coffee or making a poster or just doodling. Because you need to start somewhere, you cannot come up with a world-changing concept on the first attempt or maybe you can and if you can I respect you a lot. But for people like me, it takes a few tries so what I do is I will make that cup of coffee so amazing that it is Instagram-worthy and it usually ends up giving me an idea to write something or learn something new.
So you see inspiration can come from anywhere and anytime, you just need to welcome it with open arms. These are the few things that have helped me be whatever I am today *a very small blogger and someone who is way too obsessed with her Instagram*. And I hope they help you too to be creative and passionate and hope they make you try something new.
Until next time keep on exploring and stay awesome.