My Heart


DAY 38 Continuing

It seems next to impossible for you,

Living life by me;

Simplicity – my truth;

It seems, you always want it the hard way…even the most simplest of all;

A difference,

In our perceptions,

And values;

The excuses smother our union;

The voice,

In contemplation,

Still finds its way,

Breaking the cocoon of the tragedy;

Blinded, you are,

Inflexible to catch the scent,

Of the truth,

Of my spirits;

I wonder, am I blinded too..?,

To say,

You are blinded;

I remain flexible,

To see what is,



What I think it is;

The experience portrays an irony;

The irony is,

The foundation no more has a foundation;

What am I to believe?,

You remain absent,

To let me know,

And to let me help you;

Will it continue this way?;

They say,

In nonexistence exists the existence..,

Is our love affair of such dimension?;


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DAY 38

This is what I feel I am for you..

If I am wrong, then correct me..

Where is the boundlessness of our existence?

Where did our togetherness go?

Where are we?

Am I still living a dream?

Entangling illusions..

It seems, I do not exist for you..

I wish you connect and communicate with me..

Please express yourself to me so that I understand you more..

I wish to keep no barriers of wrong perceptions between us..

Your self-expression will help you..

I want to make you suffer less..

I am trying to help you..

Within contexts or situations, parameters arise, due to good sense, and respect for oneself and towards you..

The irony is that, many a time..,

The contemplation of the situations made me realize that it is my absence which do more good for you..

My mind being a prisoner of certain ideas this instant.,

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Mind, You Prisoner!


DAY 37

At times, we console ourselves by saying – we are not meant for each other, but this is just an idea of the mind. The mind, being a prisoner of ideas. What is and what we think it is, is a world of difference. We are or we are not, perhaps does not matter. What we make out of it, is what matters…

We never fully know. It roots down to choices we make and the ideas attached to them from the dumping area called ‘mindbin’.

Perhaps, life is to transcend this and it is up to us making something out of nothing, or nothing out of something,….within different contexts, whether making it wonderful or a despair is solely one’s choice.

Sometimes, there seems situations beyond one’s control. Imagine the possibilities of these situations.

What about being a source of creation of the needful and the essentiality starting…

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DAY 12

She is a Koyhul who chose to rewire her mind.

Evolution has given her species the reputation of being a brooding parasite.

Koyhul or Koyal or Koel or simply a Cuckoo bird, she is.

That did not stop her from being who she chose to be.

She wanted to be who she really is, as she felt it.

It is not that she lost the evolutionary arms race.

A fact was that she did not come to compete with the rest.

The thought of harming a host like the rest of her clan does, was soul destroying for her.

She knew it was the nature of the species, and her own.

Something felt different within her.

How others could do it, with ease, was beyond her understanding.

She felt unable to do it like the rest.

Her clan advises her that she might be at a severe disadvantage…

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I Hear You…


DAY 36

What if you strive..happily..

Try it..why not..

You may never know…what you’ll find if you don’t..

Why be a prisoner of your values this instant…there is a calling to transcend your limitations…

I hear you…

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Quotes Of The Day


DAY 35

Mother Teresa’s Quotes

Be happy in the moment, that’s enough. Each moment is all we need, not more.

Kind words are short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.

I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples.

The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.

Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.

Never worry about numbers. Help one person at a time and always start with the person nearest you.

If you judge people, you have no time to love them.

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The Beast


DAY 34

That night…

She stumbled again.

It all flashed back.

In ways she never saw coming…

The dormant desires were resurrected…

It was trying to come out.

Despite her conscious refusal for so…

It cried and shouted: “Let me out”, several times.

Her nails scraped the bed sheets out of anger.

She turned and punched the left side of the bed, half-asleep.

Tears streamed down restlessly.

Anger prevailed.

The anger she took absolute responsibility for. No blames and no complains.

What was the source of the anger? She knew and she found it hard to look within again.

She was tired of everything, she was tired of herself.

For no reason at all…was her sensible reason.

She wanted to be with herself but away from everything, breathing the joyful and blissful life..

Her coughs were tiring to her. It was clear she was ill.

Her real illness was her…

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