Falling with grace

 

Falling is a part of life, we walk , we run , we gallop, we fall, we rise. However, only some rise after falling, by accepting your defeat, mistake, lacunae, failure, seeking improvement , and taking lessons without blaming others for one's circumstances.

That's called falling with grace. Not everyone knows that art. This red hibiscus lies there gracefully...

Memories

Memories, all I have.

Move on, all I do.

Ummeed

Hope is the ultimate anchor of life. When there is hope, life shall blossom in most barren of lands, bliss shall fill most empty of hearts. If something beautiful is ending , something splendid is waiting ahead. If someone has made you lose hope , there is someone for whom you are the only hope. Let this hope (yours and theirs) kindle all the possibilities in you. 

P.S. It is hope, that I am writing this nonsense, hoping that someone will read it someday and hope that I put end to such hopes. 🙃

Little things..

Sometimes, little things matter more. These little things together make it large. Just like the food chain depends on tiny phytoplankton, the whole life unequivocally revolves around little bits of happiness and sadness. Make those little bits of happiness your biggest and don't let the little sadness belittle your heart. That's a little secret .

First Post

This is when a pigeon invades a serious discussion on evolution of patriarchy. As if trying to register its protest or may be showing off its freedom from the very patriarchy that incarcerate us.

Anyway, much needed break came in midst of pangs of bitter truth and hunger (when u sit without break fast for first lecture🥲).