Illumination

And all I could do was stay silent.
Stay silent, and listen.
Listen and be quiet.
Be quiet, and understand.
Understand and take in everything.
Everything that matters and that doesn't.
Things that didn't matter were pushed away,
and things that did, absorbed.
Absorbed all the experiences I could, and
repelled out the negativities.
Pushed away the darkness.
Reflected.
Reflected on my life.
Found out that nothing can stop me.
Nothing can stop me from shining bright.
I am bright, and I am me.
And this 'me' roars silently.
And that's why I stayed silent.
I stayed silent, and let my abilities speak.

Teacher's Day

Teacher's Day - 2018, when everyone is trying to be unconventional, and thank their friends and family for teaching them life lessons, I would love to stick to the roots.

I am more than happy to be called conventional, and celebrate the day in the most literal way, because my teachers deserve it. It's because of them, that I stand at this point of life, totally confident about my being, and knowing my worth. Dedicated to all those teachers, who taught me the subject in such a simplified way, that it got feeded in my system, ready to use. From being taught the alphabet, to learning enzymatic pathways, it's been an incredible journey, and I got the best lot of guides.

There's been some teachers, who have not only taught me classroom lessons, but helped me survive in the classroom, and outside. They taught me that it's okay to do things which make you happy even if someone else steals the credit, the truth does come out sooner or later. It's only you who gets the reward, and no one can steal that from you. You learn from these hardships, so don't cry. Face everyone with a brave smile. Take initiatives, and follow through. You are greater and more capable of things than you think you are. Explore. Be sincere towards your future, and all issues will themselves turn out to be petty. And, I find myself to be the luckiest to have learnt all of this from my teachers.

Taking out a moment to express my gratitude to all those teachers, who went an extra step, who made sure that I was okay. Who had fun with me, and also heard my cries. Who gave me treats, gave me blessings, and advised me for my betterment. Who guided me every step of the way, simultaneously building up my confidence. Who taught me to be independent. And lastly, who taught me the subjects I love so clearly, that I am now confident with my future goals.

Teachers passed, where friends failed me, and thus, they will forever remain close to my heart.

This is my ode to the handful of the teachers, who played the role of a friend, a parent, a guide and a mentor, all at once, and yet managed to be respected as a teacher.

Thank you for all of this, and much more. ❣️

Impenitence

Solemnly sitting, quiet and alone, I wonder where I went wrong. Things were not great, but they were not not great either. Everything happened so suddenly, that it is still a blurred series of events.
Words not meant to be said out loud were spoken, and emotions to be shown, hidden. Today, when I turn and look back to everything, I find myself relatively alone then. Except for a blessed soul or two, there was emptiness.
I lost more than I mean to, but I gained much more in experience. I lost people I didn't mean to, but I gained some self respect. Things became clearer, and people became dark.
All that was said and done doesn't seem to be forgotten. Coming back from that trance, I realize, that I am alone right now too.
People say they are there, and that I am a part of them. But is it really so? Is it really, that some gestures on their part are missing, or is it that I feel left out because of my insecurities? I feel hurt due to the fake promises they make every day, or due to their partial remembrance towards me, I don't know.
Everything is more confusing, and disturbing now, than that series of blurred events. It's more troublesome, because I know what I am doing, and saying. I am conscious, and cautious. Every step is a struggle, because I fear getting hurt again.
Taking one step at a time, I have come a long way, and yet, there's a long way to go. Treading on ice, I have fallen so many times, sometimes on my own, and sometimes due to people pushing me down. But one thing I learnt, was to get back up. Stand straight again with no fear, and nothing to lose. Who would chose to die in the cold, than to rest in the warmth ahead. Life, after all, is all about the next step.