Happiness is...

Happiness has to be about having a life..

having the freedom to lead it and shape it the way you want..

the work you do..

being lucky enough to have loved ones around..

Moreover, happiness has to be about you..

The child in you.. the free spirit in you.. the invincible you..

And ..

The ever willing and never giving up you..!

-Shruti Pens

Have You Tried Self-Healing Yet?

It’s not very often that I use self-motivational lines on myself.. I’m usually on the other side of the seat wherein I’m usually the motivator. But just sometimes, a little word of comfort to yourself is not just helpful but very essential too.. don’t you think so?

So… the one thing that I possibly keep reminding myself of is that “Miracles Happen” and “Nobody can heal you but You Yourself”

Simple .. Crisp.. Clear.. Definite.. yet so Effective. It is one thing that keeps me going on the run.

I’m not saying you have to have it all seamlessly together to be loved or in a happy space. I actually think that real love grows when someone finds unspeakable beauty in the place you’ve been cut open. But here’s the real thing is, you can’t expect someone else to heal those wounds.

They can love you and that love can facilitate healing, but you are the only person who can heal yourself. Nobody else will ever be able to alleviate your burdens. It may seem like it for a little while, but the brokenness of your foundation, your core will always show eventually if not immediately.

People and love can be the most integral part of the healing process. But you can’t just wait for somebody else to do the work. You have to get your ass on the floor, realize that you’re imperfect and you feel unworthy and you’ve made mistakes and you’re afraid of this and that and the other thing.

However, it is one thing we clearly do not do. We want to keep wallowing, sulking and robbing ourselves of all the possible good feelings that we need or rather deserve the most during that phase. Isn’t it?

Now.. How about a change? For once, how about falling in Love with Yourself first? How about pushing back to life with double the amount of positivity and grace before placing the gear and steering of your car in another person’s hand?

TRY IT.. TRUST ME.. THE FEELING IS PRODIGIOUS.

Let your peace and sanity be contingent on you and simply keep reminding yourself that yes, “Miracles Happen” and “Nobody can heal You but You Yourself”.

Not Just Love, Irrevocable Love

We all love; love that prevails in us for various people, in various forms at particular point in time. While the depth of love you may have for someone may be deeply rooted, others just play their roles in your life and bid their farewell.

With Valentine’s Day just around the corner and love talks besieging every conversation; one of my dear friends, recently, owing to my growing pessimism for love and relationships, asked me “Are you afraid of love or being in love?” To my own surprise my reply was,

“Noway, I love the feeling of being in love.” YES, my inner voice told me.

Back home, as I sat, amazed at myself, I began to wonder what impelled me to give such a quick reply. What is it about Love and moreover, What is Love? Is it attraction? Is it attachment? Ya we all know Love is an emotion combined with a series of feelings and that these feelings can be immensely powerful and wonderful. But, who did I feel for so strongly that prompted me to give that reply? Well, it was still stuck in my head.

Anddd… popppp… I exactly knew who it was. It was my Niece, My Daughter Trissha. I love her in all abundance, yes I do, BUT.. the love that she returns to me is beyond magnitude. It is the most purest, honest, selfless, and innocent form of love. Most importantly, it is a love which I know is Irrevocable and Non Judgemental. She makes me believe in Love and not only do her talks and non-stop chattering fill my day but her mere presence is enough to bring a smile on my face, even on bad or gloomy days.

As many of you may laugh out, some who know me, may even agree that this little 8 year old, a true enthusiast and optimist in every form, enlightens me in many ways. Even so now, many life lessons – like being courageous, being honest and outspoken, earnestly sincere and to some degree even responsibility that this little child features, I am learning from her.

Right from her letters to me for every situation like the ones you’d write for your lover to the little gestures of gifting me flowers or my favourite Cadbury to celebrate the small yet imprinted moments of happiness in our lives like the ones you’d wish to rejoice over with that special someone; I feel honoured and blessed to have her around.

With her ‘Mimi (that’s what I am to her, my second identity), I missed you so much’, ‘Mimi, you’re the bestest cook ever’, ‘You’re not my valentine, your much more... you know why, because I share everything with you, and never keep any secrets from you’ ‘Mimi, would you please help me with my homework today or may I go to play for sometime?’ and countless other statements; she makes me feel wanted, loved, and respected…

Wait, Wait, Wait… aren’t these the qualities and adjectives that every couple in love chant of, to merely ‘authorize’ the ‘We're In Love’ quotient? I love him/her because he/she respects me, cares for me, makes me feel wanted and supports me in my career etc etc etc. (yawns) ... thats like the most common line we use, thereby authenticating our love and relationship, isn't it? haha.. 

Well, good for me, I have a beautiful connection with my doll; no authorizations; no romance; no expectations; no inhibitions and no explanations... BUT... a bond based on pure love, respect and everlasting attachment for each other. She is and will forever me my favourite Valentine and I am as Irrevocably in Love with her as she is with me..!! 

Kaise Kahe?

Ghut ghut ke yun jiyu aise
Par babul se shikayat karu kaise

Roz ka wo khil khilana ab kahan
Khul ke wo do pal hasna ab kahan
Jab tanhaiyon ki mehfil me sham sajhi
Na naach nachaye na koi shayari rachi
Sannata koi chup sa kar Gaya mujhe
Aise kaunse dal dal me phasa gaya mujhe

Gaya wo bachpan, Gaye wo sapne
Begane ho Gaye, saare wo apne
Rishton ki dor bandhte bandhte khud toot chuki hoon mai
Dusro ko umeed dete dete khud bikhar chuki hoon mai
Chanchal aur chulbuli kehte the mujhe kabhi
Meri nayi pehchan ek mehes putle ki hai Abhi

Ye raat me neend kyun nai aati
Ye din me ajeeb bechaini hai satati
Dasne lagi hai wo khamosh char dewaare
Kuch kaatne ko daudte hai wo bheed bhare nazare
Na kahin hai sukoon na aaram
Ab to saans lena bhi lagta hai haram

Ghut ghut ke yun jiyu aise
Par babul se shikayat karu kaise

LAST SHARDS OF HOPE

I tried so hard

I tried my best

I gave u my all

And now there's nothing left.

You stole my heart

Then tore it in two

Now I'm falling apart 

And don't know what to do

Divided by decision

Burnt by the fire

Confused by your words

Endlessly tempted by desire

I'm living in the present 

My mind is in the past 

Not knowing what i'll loose

Not knowing what will last

Blinded by fear

Drowning in doubt

Struggling to be loved or to be free

Looking for a way out ....

Tolerance and Patience : Vital to Freedom

In my childhood, during summer vacations, going to 'Nani House' or 'Our Village' was like the Ultimate Happiness. In one of the summer vacations, I witnessed an incident that left a strong imprint on me. It was and still remains one of the most effective life lessons.

There was a Mango Tree laiden with fruit in our vicinity. One day, I saw a boy throwing stones at the tree till the mangoes rained upon him. What impressed me the most was the fact that despite the boy throwing stones at the tree, the tree rained him with mangoes. 

I did not react to this incident but learnt a very positive lesson from it. The school of nature taught me "If someone throws stones at you, even then you should give them fruits in return." This would epitomize the highest of the values in life. It is one of the greatest ways to improve ones intellectual and spiritual development.

However, I wonder, how much of it does materialize in the real world. To be honest, in today's times, if ' stones are thrown' at us, we would give back only stones or anger or sarcasm. The challenge here is to train the mind to not blurt out negative things, not react and yet pass your positives to the opposite person. Not only will this demonstrate a spirit of tolerance and the great spirit of forgiveness, but it will also elevate your self being. It will also help you maintain your mental balance. 
Practically speaking, what else does one need to live peacefully and satisfactorily?

This childhood incident influenced me in a way, that I am now starting to make this my Second Nature. Give as many 'fruits' as you can, despite the 'stones' thrown at you. Having this nature will definitely prove invaluable is my belief, my faith.

We all love our freedom, don't we? I love my freedom. I say this while I swing my hands in glee, but it is most likely that my arm will hit another due to the swinging. Likewise, our freedom must not be a problem to another. Freedom in the right spirit and the right amount is tolerable. When we fight with anyone, it is not a mere fight with a person, it is rather an infringement on his/her freedom, which is most likely in the nature of that person. Because we cannot abolish freedom or space, the result will be... fighting all the time. Life will become terribly frustrating, filled with negativity, thereby provoking us to loose our biggest assets.. Positivity and Spirituality.

In order to save our freedom, we must learn to tolerate the freedom of another. 
To save your own mental peace, it is best to overlook the misuse of freedom by the other, as far as it is in limits, else, its time to make a call to overlook the person itself from your life. 

A wise way of living in this complex world and relationships is to live with Patience. It is the Realistic approach to life. The opposite person may not immediately but eventually realize your worth, his/her mistakes, and will incorporate you and accept you too. 

Till then, DON'T STOP GIVING YOUR 'FRUITS'.

Sealed Scars

Shame I cannot hide

Ugliness clearly displayed 

Shattered life never mended

Brokenness written upon flesh

Ashamed of my unfading scars

Tormented battle rages in my mind

Screaming- just lay down the knife 

Weakness, and I'm falling again

As another scar is now traced

Bottled up tears releasing

Washing over Crimson wrists

Desperate wishes to end this 

A battle painfully lost,

And already started yet again

As another Cut spills some more shame..!!

-Silentpoet Grl