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Every speck Speaks

Every speck I pick detours me into familiar frights.

I try my hardest to rezone my muscle and memories,
but it feels as if reverse is next to impossible.

I keep reminding myself “it is possible”.
Alas, the thought fades when another speck appears.
Each one reminds me of the ghastly corridors
I wish we had never stepped into,
robbing the world of its earlier charm.

I so deeply wish to cherish only the fond,
but still, another speck drowns me.
Overwhelmed, I am buried under the to-do lists,
burdened by aches and quiet burns.

I wish it were you guiding me through,
and I know you are, from somewhere I can’t see.
But how long I can travel this road, I do not know.

They tell me they’re only a call away,
but I cannot bear the thought
of someone else picking that speck for me.

So I will gather myself, breath by breath; each one arriving with pauses, unknown, uneven… “but I will”..

Jao Indravadan Jao :(

 Episode 63, SvsS-Season1

poori hui teri zindagi, chalna padega aaj

dharti se lejane tere praan, aaye hai swayam Yamraj :(

Hard to believe that the episode which once filled our family room with roars of laughter truly happened.
You’ll always be remembered for your impeccable comic timing, infectious humor, and that unmistakable touch of mischief.

From “Guzar Gaye Popat Kaka” to “Mare Aapke Dushman (Ghar Ke Bahar Wale)” there isn’t a single episode we haven’t watched and rewatched with laughter.

Now that both the Naradmunis are on a different planet, I hope you continue to spread joy and laughter wherever you are.

Keep the joy alive till we meet again 🙏

❤️Whisper of Care❤️

Wrapped in warmth, he held me softly;

firm enough to keep me close,
Yet gentle enough to let me go.

My heart sank with a silent tear,
A droplet that never fell, yet spoke of how deeply he cared.

It was no mere caress,
but care itself;

steady amid the thunder of a trembling heart.

Affection, quiet as dawn,
Soothing the storm within my sea.

The pearl upon my lashes
and the calm that followed;
Both born in the same breath,
as though the moment was written
to remind me of who I am.

His embrace was freedom’s touch❤️
A tender bond that set me free.
He brushed the strands from my face,
as though sweeping sorrow away,
& in a whisper said, “You deserve more.”  

You are the Sparkle of my Eyes!!

 

The Greed for Protection Knows No Bounds

 While I am still navigating through the tides, I often meet and interact with people who cheer me for every little step. They strengthen my confidence and make an effort to put a smile on my face. With them, I play that side of myself which the world wants to see. At times, there are filters, there could be mixed emotions, but never do I hesitate to gulp in my worries and portray a smile. Maybe that is how I would like to continue seeing myself. It doesn’t harm, but it does take some effort. Those instances come and go. It’s not that I disrespect them, but I don’t take them back home. I live those moments at that time for those people. They help!

And then, there are you all I count on, I rely on more than anything. I don’t stop myself from connecting and asking. Since you have seen the downside, you care and make every bit of your presence valuable. You let me share my worries and anchor me with direction. I owe you a lot in whatever way I can, since you stood like a pillar for this broken bone. You ensured I was heard and are still ensuring I am safe and in sanity. You matter!!

And now, coming to you… you have no idea how much I owe you. You have joined the puzzled, broken pieces of this heart into one. Do you know what that means? I may have spoken flawlessly and without shyness, but that is only because I felt safe, touched yet untouched, cared for, valued, and preserved with dignity. It doesn’t just happen. There could be impulsive moments where I have just barged into you, but you were there, and still are, helping me breathe and regain the smile I once thought I lost forever.

I may be unstoppable before you, but I find myself fortunate enough to have found someone I can just trust. I understand the intricacies of the situation, and it’s not that I haven’t given a thought to it, but yet, it is that space that provides the warmth of life. It is that moment that heals so much of myself. I know I entered the door as someone who didn’t know where she was thrown out to, and even now, I know I am still in the tunnel. But I am assured that I will be able to fight that light. I am waiting for it soon.

I wish I had never entered the door and caused any damage, but I also feel that it is concrete enough to hold still. You reminded me of the person I am and the sensitivity I carry. You reminded me of the fragility that my heart holds. You let me be me. What else can I ask for?

I may need or demand some more help, but if you may trust me, I ask for nothing more than your time. The unspoken words still remain, but I am grateful for the person you are and the care you provide. I may have harmed you enough to not let go, but if it wasn’t you, then I doubt if I would be me.

I shan’t regret this anytime, as I will always look back to you, even though I walk ahead.

Uninhibited!

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What a coincidence… These words echoed so closely to what you said when you last spoke to my mom. It felt as though, in that moment, through teary eyes, you were able to express your emotions more clearly than ever before… 

Blessed to have you both in my life! 

My heart still holds the hope that you'll someday hug me and say,

"Thanks for waiting"