The child within us πŸ‘ΆπŸ»

As we grow up we gain a lot of things but we also lose a lot more.

We lose our patience, optimism, innocence, tolerance, our self confidence, self esteem, kindness, helping nature, faith in everyone, the hope that things will be better.

We stop having fun like we used to. We stop caring for the right things and start caring for all the wrong things.

We give up quickly, we break easily. We lose our health to stress. We read too much into things, end up stressing over something because of over thinking about problems that aren’t even there.

We don’t get vacations. We don’t spend time with friends and family. We don’t do anything for relaxation. Just running and chasing.

We don’t look at the stars or the moon anymore. We never stop and enjoy where we’re at. We lose track of time. Time seems to go so fast and so slow at the same time.
If we sit and try to think about what started it all, when did we become like this, we won’t get an answer. We got sucked into the circle just like everyone else did.

And if we look at what we have gained and what we have lost, I’d say the latter is far far in excess. 
And even though most of the damage is done, I think we need to bring out the child inside us and keep those parts of us intact if we want to survive this crazy crazy world.

So, if the next time someone asks you to grow up, hold out your tongue and walk away! πŸ˜‰ If that gives you satisfaction, you’ve made a start!

Shell 🐚 inside Vs outside

They never understood my tears so I controlled them.

They never understood my pain so I hid it.

I created a shell and lived inside it because that was a place I felt comfortable and I felt that I could be me and I never let anyone see the shell. It was going fine.
Then things changed, situations changed, I met people who brought me out of my shell without even making me realize it.

But recently I realized how easy it was to get back inside the shell if I let myself.

That which was once my safe space, my go-to place, my comfort zone has become something that I don’t wanna go to again. Once I found comfort in the place outside my shell, I don’t wanna go back.

It’s funny when things, that you wouldn’t have imagined in one point of your life, happen and you don’t think that you’d like it and if given a choice you wouldn’t have chosen it. But Thank God! that you were not given a choice… and Thank God! you’re forced into a situation that you have to adjust and adapt to it and then to your own shock, you do it beautifully which makes you realize that maybe not all unexpected things are bad. Some things push ourselves for us to be better than what we can imagine. We limit ourselves to a boundary. We draw a circle around us and think that this circle is all I can be until something comes up and shows us a whole new view and it broadens our mind and gives us a whole new perspective. And once this happens you never want to go back to who you were. You don’t want to hide anymore. πŸ™‚

Don’t resist change. Accept it. Embrace it. Master it. Then do it all over again. πŸ™‚ 

It’ll be uncomfortable everytime, but once you win it, it’s definitely gonna be worth it.

Adult

At what age did u realize in life that being an adult was mostly pulling yourself together?

I realised it at 23 (now)

And the older you get, the more pulling you gotta do. Show people you have your shit together when you don’t. Pretend as if you’ve figured out everything in your life when you don’t even know where you stand. Keeping a brave face when on the inside you know how much you’re screaming.

Moral of the story: life never gets easier. We get stronger for the next challenge which will again pull us down. We have to overcome that and we become strong enough for the next challenge that is to come and it goes on…………..

Moral of the story 2: don’t give up. Keep fighting. You can win this fight which will make you strong enough to face the next fight

Note to self: Hang in there!

An unexpected gesture

What effect it has! Here we try to be brave and we try to be as strong as we can. We march into the struggle and fight and fight and fight. And we know how much more we have to endure so we keep going. At that point we think we’re so strong and we prepare our minds to be stronger for the incoming things to face. But then someone comes and they change the situation, and your enduring is over. You don’t have to fight anymore. You can relax. They give you that. That unexpected gesture can crumple you when u realize how much you needed that support. In life how many times have u worried about a problem that has disappeared into nothing the next day. You think that’s not gonna happen again. But then it does. You don’t expect it, you don’t ask for it, and when such an unexpected gesture comes you can’t help but believe that there is a greater force out there.

Fly!

Don’t restrict your daughters from going out because it’s unsafe. Teach her self defense and let her explore. Don’t keep her shut in. Let her fly! Or she will live her life feeling helpless and trapped!

Jealous

I see people around me jealous of my life. I can see their eyes wanting to switch places with me. I just wish I was living in the paradise they think I am. It’s exhausting having to hold everything together. Pretending everything is okay. And I’m okay. It’s not their fault they think my life is a paradise. I’ve never had the habit of sharing. What would I share? Half the times I myself don’t know what’s wrong!

Trigger

I go out. I go to work. I laugh with my friends and collegues. I come back home. I lie on my bed. My attention automatically goes to check how my heart is. And i can see the cracks. Every self doubt, every insecurity, every betrayal. I try not to think about it, but then I do. And at times it feels like a broken pot stuck together but the only glue is my will power and when it weakens, I just break down.Β  I can feel all the broken parts trying to desperately stay together, but one trigger and everything is shattered. And I have to start once again.