A tiny tear dropped from those hazel eyes.
Startled, the eye enquired: “Where have you been? I never imagined I would be so deprived of you. That there will come a day where I have to crave for your visit. We almost lost touch.”
Tear replied: “I am your friend, ain’t I? or Am I your foe now, your barely want to see me?”
Eye gave some thought to it and then told the tear: “May be we are friends and enemies. You are there in happiness and in despair. It almost seems impossible to give you up. Too much of you seems detrimental to health and seeing too little of you makes me anxious. I always know you’ll come around. It’s almost like we go hand in hand. I love your absence and you hate seeing me happy without you.
So frenemies, are we?”
Some ties get too weak over a span of time; so much so that a slight pull would break the strings.
One cannot trace back to time, and no actions would anchor the sailing ship.
So I let the remnants of that feeble string keep hanging, do not move it, do not break it, do not fix it.
Emotions so strong you cannot express at all, a love so stubborn it wouldn’t take the fall.
The most agitating feelings of all is to realize someone’s absence and not be able to shake that stupid bug off. Then have a long list of productive things to be done, in your head and watch the time fly by. To be aware of the futility of the situation and still somehow get trapped into nothingness.
I better start off my day. Much to be done. Music coming to the rescue.
P.S.: Be happy with yourself. :).
Pamper yourself. I’ll let images do the talking. Too lazy to even talk!
This is how am spending my weekend.
Also wondering if I am a cat person? I hope you guys have a fun weekend ahead!
P.S. Happy Mother’s day to all the lovely mommies..and I’ll wish my Mom too!
There are two ways about it. About any conflicting situation. For any troubling scenario. You either let it get on your nerves or you let it not bother you. You either rub your head around it or you don’t give a fuck. Not to be rude, but you either let it gulp you in, or you choose to wade out of it. This time around, I am choosing to take it light! All these collective bunch of complexities.
Yes, easier said than done. Agreed, not a cake walk. Probably, a sporadic momentary positive thought. But, the intentions are benign. No harm done, no harm taken. Keep a good heart. Keep that smile on. Keep faith in those weird beautiful accidents happening in space. I am urging it to myself and well, you guys too!
That’s me, Miss Feathery Lightsome below. :D.
Festivity comes from the heart. You may sneer at the frenzy going all around. This year, may be you are not in the mood for it. May be you find the celebrations too modernized in current times. You miss the old-school charm, simpler times; when it was more about being in the moment and less of show. You might currently be cringing at some namesake friend’s overly zealous christmas celebration Facebook post. Or you simply don’t get the vibes, not that pumped up. Whatever it is, let it be. In the bigger picture, it doesn’t matter how anyone else does what. Celebrate your own Christmas. Usher your own year end. You made it through 2015!!! Do what you like. Buy yourself a candy, get yourself a beer. Make your plans for the coming year. Visit your family. Call up your friends. Look forward to the newer possibilities. Every phenomenal or minutest thing you want to do today, DO IT!
Merry Xmas. :).
I have decided..like right now-right now, I won’t be grappled by sadness. It comes easy to me. Worrying, missing, shedding a tear, lamenting. I know the pattern now. I fuel it, and it never gets better. Sometimes I feel obligated to be sad. Oh! Such a terrible episode of my life. How can I lighten up? Like this behavior is expected of me. Go by the books, stay in the rut. If I smile, 2% guilt will tag along. So…This ain’t going right. I am not doing it right. I am not required to document my struggle. Struggle is part of life, not necessarily the gist of it. O dearest whacky lil self! Let’s check out the road less traveled. Dust the shelves. Let’s tread the perky path. Tough task here is to discover, what makes me happy. I’ll find my way (Hands doing that peace out gesture).
#transitory phase from sad-sad to happy-sad