It is not the time that is passing by, it is you and I. 

Hello readers,

I have been pretty dormant with writing lately because I felt that my writings were getting repetitive and there was a loss of craft. One should stop writing when you know you’re not writing anything new or unique. 

I don’t write fictional. I write what I feel, I write about the people I meet, I write about daily routine things that go around me and how I feel about them and package it for you to read them. And I have people in my life who validate that maybe someday I could be a writer but you know one should always be critical of themselves in order to learn and grow. 

I remember being called as the “Happiness In-charge” in my group of friends because I didn’t care about the world. I used to do my own thing and be happy always. I remember being in depression and coming out of it on my own because I never stopped believing the beauty of the universe. I remember being a child always with maturity of a headstrong woman you would be afraid to mess with. But then I grew up. 

I started feeling the need to be an adult when I turned 21. I remember thinking about life seriously. I remember letting insecurities take birth. I remember not being impulsive anymore. I remember not following my heart because it didn’t seem like a rational thing to do. I was being told that you need to grow up and be an adult but then I have realized that being an adult is tough when you let the kid inside you lock up and ask it to shut up. That’s where the kid gets sad and lonely and insecure that it affects your ability to be a successful adult. We are not born to follow a certain path that the society has expectations from us to follow. I have played my life safely throughout yet I remember taking risks wherever I could and being a happy being. 

As time went by, my insecurities increased, I went into an abyss of self doubt, uncertainty scared me and future worried me. I forgot to live in the moment. I remember taking myself out on dates and I remember not needing any company to enjoy my time. I remember being called “the solitary bird” who could not care less and yet loved so deeply that everyone who came my way, smiled. 

I happen to write this today because I took myself out on a date after ages and I met the girl who I had lost in the process of growing up. It’s not the time that’s passing by, it’s you and I.

Life becomes beautifully simple and easy to handle only if we stop seeking love outside and become love that we are. I forgot to love myself in between the time I was busy learning to grow up and behave like an adult. I can ace my research papers and career while I can enjoy Disney movies and sipping hot chocolate and be fit too because I love who I am and who I am becoming. And yes companionship is beautiful but if you don’t get it, doesn’t mean you have to be sad. I have been a part of quite a few toxic friendships and relationships but that does not mean I stop believing in the beauty and power of love. Time waits for none. Happiness seems scary but it’s pretty like the winter mornings. 

Winters bring hope and warmth in life. Let’s bask in the morning sun and smile because that is what really matters. 

Have a good day and take yourself out on a date. It’s quite fun. ­čśë
Till next time!

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World Poetry Day

fountain pen on text sheet paper with rose

Poetry, I discovered poetry in my first year of college. I always used to write a diary as a kid and often rhymed unintentionally, but college made me realise I could write and that has been one of the most amazing discoveries of my life ever because that’s how everything changed. We are all born artists, it’s just that we need to realise, and we have been doing poetry ever since we came into this world.

A child who babbles is a poet, creating tunes like “aaaababababa” or gurgling or just laughing, it does sound like music, right? Well, kids cry too but that’s a rant if you see, they don’t have the┬ávocabulary to rant so they cry. But slowly this “inbuilt poetry” is taken away from us. We are taught nursery rhymes which we memorise but we don’t know the stories behind them. Do you know the story behind the Humpty Dumpty?

 

“Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Humpty-Dumpty had a great fall;

All the king’s horses and all the king’s men

Couldn’t put Humpty together again.”

 

Humpty Dumpty is a canon ball used in English Civil War and this poem refers to this. For the complete story, figure out yourself. I just wanted to plant a seed of curiosity.

 

But as we grow up, our education system gives us direction towards science, maths, history, economics and other academic subjects. A child feels accepted when he or she is good at mathematics and hobbies like singing, dancing, poetry, painting are appreciated but they are not properly encouraged from a career point of view but what I believe is that one can truly be happy if he or she earns a living out of his passion for life.

 

 

To quote Robin Williams

 

“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.”

 

It is often said that a man turns into a poet when he is in love because darling, loving is our basic nature and when are in love, we are connected with the universe and our soul feels alive and poetry flows like the┬áriver flows from mountains to the sea and that poetry is pristine. I started writing poetry when I fell in love with the idea of love and I have written some really cheesy poetry and I could not really evaluate its content and emotions until I came out of that dreamy phase, some were nice, some were sweet, some were profound and some were just, well, let’s just not discuss them. I was naive and sentimental and can be allowed to sound a little mental.Poetry is like a flowing wave, you don’t write poetry, it comes to you. And sometimes you do write just for the sake of it or because you have to write it for a purpose but poetry is beautiful when written drunk and natural because then it is just an outlet of emotions and all emotions are sinless even when they talk about sin. It is extremely necessary to read and listen to poetry when you start writing poetry because only then you understand the difference between writing for yourself and writing for others and for recognition as a poet. And it is good to be critical about one’s own self, given the fact today we have platforms to express, and to be honest, people are writing anything and everything and even getting appreciation which often gets to their heads and in the process, the beauty and the craft is lost.

 

This World Poetry Day, read something beautiful and if you have not read any poems before, start with Ruskin Bond I would say because he would charm you with his simplicity and will take you on a dreamy breezy ride and then my friends it would be hard for you to come back from his beautiful world. And if you are a poet and poetry lover, well I need not say anything, just find me and we will together share some time and create poetry of our own and let not the time pass by.

Carpe Diem!

Seize the Day.

IT ISN’T TIME THAT’S PASSING

Remember the long ago when we lay together
In a pain of tenderness and counted
Our dreams: long summer afternoons
When the whistling-thrush released
A deep sweet secret on the trembling air;
Blackbird on the wing, bird of the forest shadows,
Black rose in the long ago summer,
This was your song:
It isn’t time that’s passing by,
It is you and I.

-Ruskin Bond