Monday, September 26, 2022

Lessons by the Waves

 Last evening as I sat by the waves in contemplative silence hearing their lashing tides, it was purely therapeutic. Making my dreams on the sands , I realised repeatedly how the tides washed away all every single time. Again leaving it all clean and clear to start afresh.

How similar was our life and experiences. We move, we listen to the chaos and try making something anew. Looking at the different coloured sky scape painted so exquisitely in the shades of dusk, I realised how each shade spoke something new to me. 

I sat by the beach lost in my thoughts listening to the sounds of time. So much came back, so much stayed , so much was washed away.

How I wish my heart at times was like the shore. Cleaning up all and leaving just a fresh one ready to gather new memories deep within its fold!

In that introspective silence definitely grief also visited for sometime. My happy being reusing Riley it sit for long. Like an uninvited  guest, it was quickly made to leave. How I longed for the moment to last. Just like the waves, dusk enveloped me soon.

Watching the glistening shore from afar and hearing the waves coming back every single time with more zest, I learnt the power of true resilience!

Empower your being, your thoughts and your self to fight against each crashing wave of emotion.

Grief numbs but positivity, kindness and compassion the combined trio always keeps the smile in place!

Good Morning beautiful souls!

By the beach hoping to learn some more new lessons!

Keep the faith on!

Thursday, September 22, 2022

Morning Grandeur

Morning grandeur beckons you to sip in its positivity soaked moment of joy! Some days you barely want to get out of bed. That extra 10 minutes of sleep. The warmth of the comforter calls to comfort you. Some mornings the dawn slowly kisses you awake as it softly wakes up the world around you. 

I just love my morning moments. They bring so much solace and calm. I sit by the trees listening to the chirping. The quiet around me just keeps me in a deep meditative mood. As I write ✍️, I am doing exactly that. 

Sitting with my coffee ☕️ and thinking of gratitude 🙏 this hour. My gratitude journaling diary beckoning me to start the journey . Gratitude now for me every moment is to be breathing anew each dawn! 

What we pack in light hearts and soups. What we gently give out, What we leave behind as a trail of kindness, is what shall stay as your breathing legacy.

From mud you were made,

Inti that beautiful earth you

Shall be put to rest!

Then why thou seeks for the riches 

of the world?

Seek for the richness of 

heart, soul and mind!

Good Morning beautiful souls!

Keep the faith of doing something truly different!

Make every moment your best moment. Your purpose is always a bigger one than what you see!

Wednesday, September 14, 2022

Living in the moment

 This morning has been my best after a long time. Woke up with positivity. Back on my yoga mat after almost 5 weeks. 

I truly listened to my body this time. I did not push it. Gave it the test it requested for and required. After my viral, I was low on my energy. So many mornings just went by. My earlier self would have been so hard, taunting criticising for missing even one day of practice.

Living truly in the moment finally understood and put into practice.

Immense gratitude to another day of being alive and healthy.

Gratitude for having the energy to do my yoga practice.

Immense gratitude to my wonderful yoga instructor for helping me to practice my session.

Joy for the simple things in life.

The joy of breathing freely and connecting to my inner self in meditation is priceless.

Joyous to be back on my yoga mat.

Have a blessed day ahead lovelies.

Memories Barrage

 Kiera woke up unsettled after a long time. The pain had come back last night  after almost a decade. Life had a funny way of taking you back again and again towards pain. Just when she had learnt to forget it all. It was staring at her again.

She still remembered that beautiful evening at the cocktail dinner of her cousin’s friend. They had all been close. They had all been invited. Azar had just come in . He was the bride’s cousin. They had been introduced. Later she came to know he had been her senior at school. 

They spoke quite a bit that night. Next day there was the rehearsal dinner followed by dance. The evening had turned out beautifully. They had already become quite comfortable with each other. Next day at the wedding they were trying to look for an opportunity to be together. There were a lot of guests and they both got busy. 

Suddenly the wedding had come to an end. There was one last function. There was a day’s gap then reception. All of them planned to go for out a picnic and sight seeing. 

Keira and Azar were inseparable. In the reception they both confessed to loving each other. Azar was going back to U.K after a week. That week they spent every waking moment with each other. Azar had even gifted her a beautiful pink topaz ring . The bond  had been sealed. 

Few months they were still crazy about each other. Slowly Keira felt that Azar was tensed on the calls. Then suddenly for few weeks he was totally uncommunicative. She had left so many messages. So many unanswered calls.

Until one day Keira almost stopped breathing. Her cousin casually told her Azar had been engaged to his cousin. His mother had been adamant. 

What had hurt Keira was that Azar did not even have the courtesy to inform her. Something had broken within Keira that day. The promise of forever, you are my only one, so shallow and hollow.

She had been a mess. Slowly she picked her self together. Just as she was coming terms to it. She suddenly lost her father.

She was burdened with responsibilities. Taking charge of everyone. Her mother, younger siblings. Life had just passed. Today they were all settled. Keira had finally learnt to be happy until 2 days ago when Azar again came right in front of her.

Why did she have to go through pain repeatedly?

Why couldn’t it hit her once and for all and be done?

Why keep raking her pain? 

Why did she have to burn her soul  by walking on hot glowing coals of disappointment?


Why couldn’t sadness for once leave her alone?

Suddenly her phone rang.

It was her friends. She wiped her tears.

Spoke to them and decided that this time she would not give in to pain whatsoever.

She decided to put it all behind her.

She looked out of the window and found a cute little market being set up of handmade goodies.

As a child she would love going to these markets and buying cute little dolls and tea pots. Today the child in her wanted to relive it once again.

She decided to get ready and visit that cute little market there.

Her smile in place . She jumped into the shower.

Keira took pains with her make up. She wore a bright pink flowy dress. 

In the mood to conquer it all!

Monday, September 12, 2022

Morning Motivation

 Morning for some so hard to wake up from the lap of slumber. Sometimes it’s the weather too.

Give yourself half an hour each morning to just gather your thoughts. Do not stop your thoughts from flowing . Let it take its own course. Sit amidst nature if you can. Feel the breeze. Feel the vibes. Feel the positivity. Let go of yester. It’s done and gone. It cannot be salvaged. 

What you have is “Now” , your “ Today”.

Just dwell in the space of inner you. Let the silence greet you from outside and within you. Do not judge yourself in that space. Love you just the way you are.

These few moments before you jump into the day will work a lot towards keeping you going. 

Read an extract of a quote. Look at a blossoming bud. Do what makes you happy.

Forget criticism and judgment. You’ll get it in plenty. Forget all!

Remember there can never be another you. 

Love yourself just the way you are. 

Embrace it all!

Have a blessed day ahead 😊

Sunday, September 11, 2022

Do not be Hard on yourself

 Each morning we wake up with a lot of expectations from the day ahead. No matter how much we plan abd want to do things, there can be few setbacks. Learn to let go. You do not have to live life on an automated manual. 

You are a breathing beautiful being. Learn to honour and cherish what you have today. If some day your body does  not want to hit the gym, or walk till the park or be attentive on the yoga mat. Let go!

Savour the moment in its truest form. Do not take any moment for granted. What is entitled to you, knows no one. We only realise when its too late. Late to enjoy and taste it fully. 

There are so many who have left the world untimely. Young lives extinguished in no time. How much time we have, we know not. What we only have is the present moment. Love it to its best!

Carve a path filled with the blossoms of positivity, compassion and humility. Savour the fruits of kindness. Plant the tree of life hoping to bear these beautiful fruits of labour. 

Let it be harvested long after you walk the path of life!

We take nothing from this world. Only what we have packed in our tender hearts. What we leave behind a gentle reminder for those who shall miss you after you are gone!

So keep in mind to leave a happy joyous one!

Hail to better fruitful living!

Keep the faith on!

Smile always! 

Have a lovely day ahead!

Thursday, September 8, 2022

Candle of Hope

 Kiera got up all confused. It was a beautiful morning. The sky looked beautifully stormy. She had nothing lined up today. She wanted to spend a quiet morning with her thoughts, her writing and of course her coffee ☕️ too. She wanted to explore the quiet little homey towns. Sit under the open sky, by the glade. Gazing at the blooms.

Her friends probably would be busy. Just then she remembered Azar. She hesitantly called him. He picked up after rings. Just when she was about to hang up. He answered sleepily. They spoke for sometime. 

He was off too. They agreed to meet at one of the open coffee shops. She got ready . Had a light breakfast. Set out in a touristy mood. She was penning something in her gratitude journal , when she saw him waking towards her. He looked carefree and wind blown. Wearing a soft lemon coloured linen shirt. He looked good . 

They exchanged pleasantries and got busy catching up.

So much had transpired over the years. They never came close to the part where they had been forced to move away from each other. 

It was still painful. The wound raw. Kiera had been broken to bits. It had taken a long time for her to overcome the pain. Who understands the journey of pain and grief? Except the ones who go through it.

The day passed by in a pleasant way. Surprisingly Keira had enjoyed herself. 

They big goodbyes . Keira had a dinner date with her friends.

She wanted to rest a bit before she got ready for the big dinner tonight. Tonight it was a mini reunion. 20 of them were meeting. Keira was excited to see most of them after decades.

She closed her eyes and next she knew the alarm was ringing. She quickly jumped into the shower. Leaving her hair in a messy bun. She got out and go down to doing her make up. She was wearing red tonight. 

Keira was ready just in time. Her friends were waiting in the lobby.

She was greet you whistles. They laughed and hugged each other.

The party was in a beautiful lounge. Live band and the ambience was casual. 

It was the perfect place.

They were dancing to the tunes of yester when she was asked for a slow dance. Azar had come with another friend. They had joined their party . Being a senior from school. He knew most of them.

The thrumming beats being played out reminded her of that beautiful evening, when they had been crazily, hopelessly in love.

Inseparable, how had they separated for decades.

Could life and destiny be responsible jointly?

Wondered she!

Now why again after so many years?

Would she be brave enough to take a second chance?

Suddenly she looked into intense tawny depths? The same wiwad mirrored in that gaze.

Keira felt very hot suddenly. Flushed! She found her friends and ordered a mocktail  for herself.

The night progressed. Suddenly it was time to bid good night.

Keira was quiet on the drive back.

She went upto her room. Promising to meet them again tomorrow.

Why had life been so harsh?

Always so jarring!

She closed her eyes and after decades the tears came back.

Streaming down her face. Paying an ode to her pain once again.

Lessons by the Waves

 Last evening as I sat by the waves in contemplative silence hearing their lashing tides, it was purely therapeutic. Making my dreams on the...