No Sense

Tired of carrying the burden of mindset’s I wandered lonely in the city of reality or what they labelled as reality. Confused and lost I kept walking 

thinking one day it will make sense. 

But all I could sense was everything they said, everything they meant, everything they trained is broken.

Broken into pieces.

They picked some pieces and misplaced some of them.

Then they placed it in front of me as a reality.

A reality with so many missing pieces. A reality detached from the truth and reduced to the mindset’s of few.

Such reality was enough to break the silence of my mind.

So with the broken silence in one hand and broken reality in the other I wandered desperately searching for sense in the world of mindset’s that makes no sense.

Age is not just a number it’s definitely more than that.

Age is not just a number it’s definitely more than that.

How many times have you cried for a whole night thinking and hoping things will get better the next morning?

How many times did you feel it’s over and you came so far for nothing and It’s time for you to quit?

How many times you tried and tried again but failed and you thought of running away?

How many times you were betrayed, left alone and heartbroken in the midst of nowhere and you desperately wished to die to disappear?

But you didn’t.

You didn’t die, you didn’t quit. Instead, you dragged yourself out of the bed every day and tried everything possible to make it work.

Life knocked you down at every step, but you crawled back. Every failed project, every failed relationship, and all those naysayers tried their level best to crush your soul, but your soul didn’t even let your own weaknesses come in your way and every single time somehow you managed to finish what you started. In the end, even you were amazed by your own strengths and consistency. You noticed your hair turning grey, your back was yelling no more but you didn’t stop and today when you are in your 30s or 40s or more you hide your age why what for? Your age is an evidence that you are alive and that you managed to survive all those storms that were meant to defeat you, or maybe kill you.

Your wrinkles are not your scars they are your medals. You have won so many battles, you were backstabbed, and you were judged right from your outfits to your beliefs. You were looked down upon, taken for granted, your loved ones were targeted but you didn’t give up. You were like a rock with few cracks who did everything to protect her people, and things she stood for.

So don’t hide, don’t think aging is some kind of disadvantage or loss because it’s not, it is a record of your victories so celebrate it, be proud of it and let people know your history let them be inspired. Leave a legacy.

She Denied

She Denied

She is expected to be calm, understanding, nurturing, a good listener, one who brings things together even when inside her the whole Universe is falling apart. She has to patiently endure everything. Everything she has to embrace whether she wants to or not because this is what she is born for. She is expected to be polite, nice and presentable even when she is unwilling to be exhibited. She has to soak it all even when she is dying to drain it out loud.  Every day with her faded self she has to go out smiling, asking everyone how they are feeling.  Without caring and without showing her real, true feelings because if she shows, she knows she will be labelled weak who leaks. As according to people from the shallow land she is a container of patience and endurance and this is what makes her a true woman. 

Woman or a true woman, a container who happens to be human but is not allowed to be one. 

But without shaking she allows everyone to have expectations, she promises to be patient, to give her undivided attention, to provide her services but with few revelations. She reveals expecting won’t help neither making claims will. She says “you want it, EARN IT. Earn love, respect, trust, devotional labor you want me to shower on you. If not then access to my patience is denied”.