I have the fear of closed spaces.
However, I do like empty spaces. They are liberating. I literally can't imagine not having time alone or not having time for silence around me, most times. I like good friends and they are few. …
Maybe the kind of home we're looking for is not the place or in a person, you know. Maybe we just want to find ourselves because we have lost track of who we are in the process of becoming acceptable to the eyes of everyone. That is the hardest part…
How would it feel to be openly yourself? To say no when a "yes" doesn't serve you? To be in a situation where nothing can bind my greatest desire. To fully express myself.
Every time I smile at someone, every time I create something, whether it's fanfic or vent art…
And this is what life is about, no matter if we rain down, the important thing is to always keep smiling.
How I appreciate the little things that never cease to hold me together.
The slight breeze pushing the window, the sound of raindrops sweeping my balcony floor, how everything…
I read in books often about emotional displays, how it hurts at night and apparently howling into your bed at 2 am is the idyllic alternative to being heartbroken.
But see, sometimes on an ordinary morning… the shot of dusty sunlight, the humid air and tea invites you at the start…
She stood there – the first time seeing the beauty of what she had been pushing through, blindly searching for the path to the top.
The clouds finally thinned and sunlight warmed her tired bones, while the memories of all these hard times started slipping.
How can one know how steep…
I spent a considerable number of years, living in the past, worrying about something that happened, or in the future worrying about what’s yet to come.
All the while, wasting the present moment, the one I actually have some control over. I have often wondered how different life would be…
Sometimes I’ve got this strange feeling
That is hard to describe.
I can’t set it free,
I don’t have the keys to its lock,
I’m stuck with it.
Until it goes to sleep,
Waiting for the perfect moment,
To wake up again.
When I was about to finish high school…
I, the one, who is very sensitive.
I am the worst human being on the planet. They hate me. That’s it, I have ruined my relationships forever. I will never be forgiven. Why would they? What I did, whatever it was, was unforgivable. I feel guilty for things going wrong. I…
I think people who can play a musical instrument, or can sing and dance, are extremely attractive.
Every single time I’ve learned that a person can sing, or play a musical instrument really well, ir groove to the beats of the song in the background with a droolworthy ease, I’ve almost…
The idli sambhar girl who wants to write her own Book! Iam an avid blogger. Writing is my passion. nisha.kartik@yahoo.co.in
