ecstasy

I woke up to a start, last night. It was somewhere around 3 or 4 I don’t know honestly. Maybe I had a nightmare. Its noon now and I’m trying (struggling, actually) to remember my dreams. It’s weird, you know, something that scared me out of my mind is now hard to be remembered.

And before I knew it, soft pearly drops oozed out of eyes. I don’t even know why. It just happened and then this beautiful song called ‘walk but in a garden’ started playing in my mind. And words might not be enough to describe that fragile feeling that I held on to, fearing that it might disappear, fearing that it might be forgotten, fearing that I’d sleep too soon.

I emotionally related to its lyrics. Now, they barely make any sense, but then, they were heavenly.

The days are drifting slowly by
I guess I'll be here 'til July
I find it hard to have no answers
But the thought of us can make the time go by
We could walk but in a garden
We could talk while at the market
Taking moments of our days to be alone
While we don't have all the answers
We still know what truly matters
Keeping hope alive despite the darkest storm
The days are drifting slowly by
I guess I'll be here 'til July
I find it hard to have no answers
But the thought of us can make the time go by
Yeah, the thought of us can make the time go by
Yeah, the thought of us can make the time go by



Source: Musixmatch

Beauty-around and within

Feel it. Right through yourself. Let it carry you back and forth in time.

The poetry of Earth is never dead.

John Keats , On The Grasshopper And Cricket

DAFFODILS by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

Oh Boy, is nature really that beautiful?

Well, yes it is.

It’s just that we are not aware of our relationship with it.

Slow down. Life isn’t just about work or people or jobs or passion. It’s much more than what you think it is. Take a moment or two to contemplate the things around yourself. Stop complaining about things you can’t have or get. You’ll never have enough. Stop comparing your life with others’ lives. You are responsible for your life and yourself. Be wise; overlook what you have to.

Once you break away from your busy life, you’ll realize the beauty around you and within you. People are in a mad rush to prove themselves, to reserve their spot in this world, to feel recognized and wanted. Live and learn instead of grieving over your past. Whatever’s happened cannot be changed. Learn from your mistakes and use those lessons to improve the quality of your life.

Even after 14 years of experience, I’m still learning. (I don’t think it’s quite a lot considering the fact that an average person lives for more than 79 years and that simply reminds me that I have a long way to go)

Derive pleasure in what you do. Trust your inner voice not people and their futile criticism.

People ask me why I walk slow, write slow, and speak slow (not very slow but also not exactly fast and by the way I’m trying to get rid cause it’s become more of a habit ). “I wanna feel everything I do”, I tell them. Feelings have a special place in my heart. I can’t let go of them. I might forget incidents but not the tenderness, not the warmth not the pain, not the confusion nor the joy.

Self-realization is when things around you start making sense, when you realize your uniqueness an your worth. And the beginning is the hardest part of any journey.

I don’t care about when and why this happened. I’m just glad it did.

You know what’s the key to retain pleasure?

Don’t expect anything from anyone. And ta-da! Your anticipations cannot be proved wrong and nothing can let you down.

If I ever had to summarize what I’ve learnt in life so far into one sentence then this would probably be it

“Grab every opportunity that comes your way because second chances and spontaneous miracles are not gonna happen.”

Trust yourself.

Can’t explain…

Were you ever hemmed into a situation where you just couldn’t find the right words to describe your feelings? Well, I’ve experienced that repeatedly and so I decided to do something about it.

Here are bunch of handpicked words that I can very much relate to and I’d love to share with you.

ECCEDENTESIAST(n)

someone who hides pain behind a smile

ETHEREAL(adj)

extremely light, not of this world

PETRICHOR(n)

the pleasant, earthy smell after rain

EPHEMERAL(adj)

lasting for a very short time

NEFELIBATA(a)

one who lives in the clouds of their own imagination

DENDROPHILE(n)

a person who loves trees, forests

OBLIVION(n)

the state of being unaware of what is happening around you

FERWEN(n)

an ache for distant places; craving for travel

DYSANIA(n)

the state of finding it hard to get out of bed in the morning

p.s: I’m quite familiar with this one as I’ve had regular practice 😉

Thanks for reading!