Saturday, 12 October 2013

In Pursuit of Happiness - Expressions n Me...

High on life, dreams, career oriented, deceived, restless ...I was ..
The gush of the high tides and the roar of the inner storm that was building a turmoil within me.. dis battle was a difficult one.. Felt like a warrior every day.. 

Then serenity touched me...  Not enforcing but influencing force.. 
Didn't temporarily cured me, but as a therapist healed me through...

Healed with it's power of tranquility, a soothing effect it left on me.. 
Not in a day but over months, and the power of healing was such immense that it sailed me through to resolve the turmoil, the dejection and be my self again .. 

That power doesn't needs any recognition or any marketing strategies to advertise.. 
as now, it' my alone.. simple, embodiment of fidelity and it's aura is magical.. 
It's  not a high profile addiction, it my essence of peace... 
It's not my life but the most beautiful part of me.. 

It gives me an unreasonable smile again, and keeping me to my roots, being myself.. 
I am in love with this power , this healing power which is now soo mine... 
Mine alone... I am marrying it, this divine power to  consummate my oneness with it forever... 

And this healing power is not being personified ...As it's too precious to be named here.. 

I love the way, you have made me yours and still letting me be "Me"..

And u r not "it" but best feeling should be felt and remain unspoken .. 
Thank you for making me alive again .. :) 

Friday, 1 February 2013

Me, Myself and Kanika

With a big smile on face..I roam around and a casual attitude I flaunt...
Inside a loner...
A loner who needs to be listened to but without words..
A loner who has to be taken care of but not made felt she is being taken care of..
Its difficult to be "Me" at times.. so random, so different and many a times unpredictable...
Sometimes I wish to be a free liberal bird who's horizons are way too high and sometimes a lil baby who wishes to stay in a protected shell..
Sometimes I yell, shout, abuse and laugh loud other times get into the blanket and sob..
A chirpy and irritating one sometimes and a quiet and sincere one at other..
A rough guy I dress up as sometimes and a peculiar gurl at others..
Movies, parties and night outs I crave for but a novel and myself I long for..
Naughty destructive brat who transforms to an obedient eldest child of the family in seconds and a playful kid in another few..
Me in different forms..Sometimes "me" confuses "me"..
Sometimes "me " makes me fall in love with "me" ..
Times "me" hates "me"..
but above all I wish to stay "me"..
Sleepy now...wish could write all night long ..pen down every though and every moment and get over with the storm that's building up inside ..