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On a Rainy day

I turn my headphones on

playing unplugged versions of 90’s.

Sitting near the window

capturing the crystal clear raindrops

with flickering eyes.

And with each sip of coffee,

fervid thoughts

fills up the void in my heart.

Rainy days are a wonderful bliss,

seems like a therapy

carving my true emotions.


According to biology, there is a muscular organ about the size of your fist located exactly behind and slightly left to your breastbone whose normal rate of beating ranges from 60-100 beats per minute.

However, what your biology book won’t tell you is that this little organ is a chaos you’ll carry within you forever.

It has an autosaving function other than pumping blood that works more rapidly than your computer does.

It saves every random being or thing it falls for somewhere in between it’s four chambers as memories just to keep up it’s inhalation from them later on.

As you step up in your teenage, it’ll wage invisible war within you. For apparently, it’s yours but it’ll be a home for countless people.

It’ll compel you to take most baseless decisions of your life merely to spend many regretful days afterwards.

Biology won’t inform you it breathes in your chest but any stranger can break it into irreparable pieces.

It’s apparently placed in your body but will belong to others forever.♥️

Letting go

Isn’t it amazing?

How well a tree, endures every phase of its evolution. It nourishes those buds with lots of love,warmth and care.

But once they start wilting and go dead,it drops them with such beauty and ease.

So should humans, anything which makes you dead inside, isn’t made to have you. No matter how beautiful your past was with them.

Letting go, is a part of evolution/growth.

Letting go, is a sign of maturity.

Inner peace

I’m slowly learning that even if I react, it won’t change anything,it won’t make people suddenly love and respect me, it won’t magically change their minds.

Sometimes it’s better to just let things be, let people go, don’t fight for closure, don’t ask for explanations, don’t chase answers and don’t expect people to understand where you are coming from.

I’m slowly learning that life is better lived when you don’t center it on what’s happening around you and center it on what’s happening inside you instead.

Work on yourself and your inner peace 🙂

Wars fought in silence..

People need to understand that

On the days when

You feel so week that you can barely get out of bed,

On the days when

Your anxiety is so tightly wrapped around your lungs that you choke on every word that tries to escape,

On the days when

No matter how many hands try to reach out to you, you still feel all alone,

You are doing the bravest thing you can do by simply choosing to Survive.