Love yourself

 Every dawn after she lost her father, she woke up with a self devoid of love. She always wondered had she buried a part of her along with him. 

One day, thanks to her best friend Kiara was introduced to a group of self loving friends. She was slowly introduced to the art of loving herself. The love which we always endeavour to seek out is so much there within us. Waiting to be tapped and  used in abundance. Little do we realise, the magic starts only once you start loving yourself. 

Like Rhonda Byrnes’s book “ Magic”. 

You love yourself wholesomely, wholeheartedly and the universe sends you exactly what you need. The universe watches and hears you lovingly. If you have been  only receiving negativity then that’s what you are sending out. Then what can the universe do? 

Create the magical spell of true living with the gift of your life.  No one has come to live here forever. The limited time we are here, make it worthwhile for yourself and others.

Touch lives with your kindness, compassion and love. That is the biggest legacy you shall be leaving behind. 

To find a little remembrance in someone’s hearts,

To find that you are being prayed for,

In someone’s heart and someone’s prayers is where you should be always found!

The spell of magical living is now for you to live for with fortitude. 

Send the universe what you desire!

Kiara found the truest treasure of loving herself best.

She was never ever seen without a smile ever again! 

Thoughts of mine!

 This beautiful dawn, I graced my diary finally with some thoughts! Sitting by my dresser for weeks, it silently called out to me! The time had still not come! Today it was christened! 

The soft moments in the morning with my thoughts, my diary and of course my coffee. They are priceless! I would not trade it for anything! 

The peace and calm before I get into my day are truly heavenly! 

These little joys are what I so look foreword to. Evenings I spent on my yoga mat. The one hour of practice is absolute bliss. So grateful to my dearest yoga teacher who teaches with so much passion and dedication. More power to you dear karty! 

The requisites of my life which keep me going.

Good Morning beautiful souls!

There’s always something to look forward to! 

Bruised Rainbow

Bruised Rainbow

She opened the window to a breathtaking beautiful evening. The dusky hues played with the stain glass design of her window pane in dancing silhouettes of joy. She had smiled today after a long time. The waning moon had been witnessed to her anguish last night. Coaxed to sleep by the soft moonbeams put her to sleep. The sleep was never peaceful. The same dream haunted her every night. The bruised shadows under her eyes spoke of many unspoken sagas. The tormented soul has never seen a colourful rainbow for decades. Her rainbow had been just bruised and hurt as her tender heart. Love had left her at the altar. Jilted in every relationship. She had never know solace. Just emptiness. The rawness of wounds.

The bleeding despair of brokenness. Yet her heart has been strong enough to still keep beating. But today there was a half smile . Would finally hope be able to make an abode in her heart? Will emotions come knocking at her frozen door of existence!

Bruised Rainbow

I stare at thee,

Hoping for a little glee, Alas!

She sits among the crushed blossoms,

The blooming hues all withered,

Yet the rainbow smiles at her tenderly!

Hoping to gift her the joyous hues,

Spread the colour in her barren canvas of life,

Will she finally let the rainbow play its magical spell,

On her listless living!