Aster

Hey Love,

As distant as we are now,

With the distance getting big on its own,
Please know,

Never ever there was a moment without you.

Never ever there was a thought without you.

Never ever there was peace without you.

The shining light is gone,

Replaced with the tortuous doom,

Please know,

Never ever there was torture as bad as being away from you,

Never ever there was light as beautiful and bright as you.

Never ever there was peace without you.

As I lie here, withering away petal by petal,

I send you these purple stars from the little sane corner of my heart,

To make you remember,
Take Care of Yourself for me,
After all, my peace is YOU.

~ prajitha

The Man Who Lived Life As It Is - Part 1

This is a story. A story of a man who lived his life as it is. 

This man was unique in his own sense. Free-spirited, energetic, inquisitive, vulnerable, strong, and joyful. Now, you may ask, isn't everyone born the same way as you mentioned. Yes, everyone is, but does everyone remain the same, or the least strive to be the same. That is a question in itself.

Somehow along the way bit by bit, we lose different aspects of what we are. This does not imply that this man has not lost anything, but he had always found a way to get back to his old self.

His childhood was not extraordinary, it was ordinary as it could be, but his free-spirited mind always tended to defy things. He was a REBEL. A rebel to the existence of high and low, a rebel to the difference in status, a rebel to the inequality in the very basic necessities of livelihood. His rebellion was open, unharmed, and true to the cause, which in later life caused many a disagreement.

Growing up, he did not fit into the social norms of a family. His disregard for wealth was very open, which enabled many to use him for financial gains. People may think that he is a fool, to entertain those predators, but the fact was he was not unaware of their intentions, he just did not care about it. Something which this author finds truly baffling and still cannot perceive their head upon it. You might have put a dagger through his heart, abused him, neglected him, and even might have concocted many rumors behind his back. Still, nothing will hold him back, when there is a need for his help in your life. Compassion- That is what made him the Man he was.

Feel it, embrace it, and move on.

How do you enjoy your evenings? Going out with friends, having food and fun, going to cinemas, reading a book, and having quality time with your family.

To tell you the truth, it has been a long time since I have ever enjoyed my evenings. As a person, who loves to have some refreshing time on my own, this is a disaster. Well, who else can be blamed, but myself and my never-ending lists of tasks, duties, and responsibilities. As a self-proclaimed chai lover, this is really sad and outrageous, the consciousness of which dawned on me two days ago, when I went to the balcony to pick the dress, with a cup of tea in hand.

One look outside, and there you see in the branches of the big tree (of which you have still not learned the name) a raven has built her nests, with her hatchlings. The kids were all playing outside, even though it is freezing cold, having fun, yelling, laughing, shouting, and here you are wondering what to do next. It felt like you have bounded your mind, to think only about work, and in that process, you have forgotten that sometimes you need to set yourself free.

The realization that in your fast day, you need to allow yourself to slow down a bit, to reenergize and recuperate fell upon me. I stood there silently letting it sink in, observing and just being there. Do you even realize how liberated you are at that time when you allow the life around you to warm you up? It makes you understand that the rush you make every day can never be compared to those few moments of entire soulfulness.

Feel it, embrace it, and move on. 

Let me finish my chai and Parle-G.