Skip to main content

Me and Myself

Being myself in my own essence
For the raw real me
Without any labels
As nature gently unravels
My tender petals yearning to unfurl themselves
To reveal
That pure hidden me.

The chill sunset breeze
Tenderly caressed my cheeks
Ruffled my hair playfully
And dried those sorrowful tears
Flowing down my cheeks
Made my face break into a wide grin
A bridge between my heart and my spirit
A reflection of my own soul
Drenched in pure bliss

While the soft glimmer of dusk
Cuddling me warmly
Basking in the heavenly glow
The beautiful golden streaks of gloaming
In the crimson sky
Like washes of paint
On the canvas of His
From the divine brushes of the Almighty

While the Sun sunk down the horizon
Like a drop of golden honey trickling down the edge
Leaving behind a serene blanket of soft darkness
For me to snuggle in

Only to soar up again later
As a tiny speck of light
A glimmering ray of hope
A deserved blessing
To fix your mistakes of yesterday
To put the best foot forward today
To reap your fruit tomorrow

Just before my inner voice is drowned out by cacophony
Just before I fade into a mere blur amidst the madness of the crowd
Which I surely will
I choose to click pause from the confusion
To go offline on the busy network of life

I choose to dwell in the moment.



Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Thank you!

Throughout almost two years of Fledgling, you might have read about several people and places. This is my story. Since childhood, I have always been an ambitious child who yearned and burned with the passion to create an identity for myself. I was a sensitive child too, often bullied for my complexion. Though academic life was always a breeze, my social life has always struggled for stability and it still does. My conversations are rarely with people and my peers have always been in the form of a paper and pen. I needed something. My only comfort was music and literature. I delved deep into the literary universe and soon found myself intoxicated with the solace it gave me. Immersing myself in books and listening to other stories did help me take the weight off my mind, but these emotions, filled with inferiority, often overwhelmed my tiny brain and pushed them out in tears. It threatened to dangerously gnaw away at my confidence, which I could not afford to do at any cost. ...

Splendid Sisters! 👧👧

Hi guys! The person who embraced my successes and adversities, the one who always gave me a quick tickle and who made me realize the purpose of life is whom I want to share about today. Dear reader, if you are an elder brother/sister to a younger sister, you should consider reading this. Most elder siblings resent their younger sisters due to their drama-queen attitude. That does happen, a sister can be a brat sometimes. But, you know what? They can be heavenly blessings. They are cherubic sweet little angels, ready to bless your day and mine with a captivating smile (and no sister can be as sweet as mine, I bet!) who are ready to sacrifice anything for the defence of yours. Even if they have to take the second pick, they (almost) never protest. My sister is no less. She is classy, cool, carefree, hardworking, ideal and witty, the perfect figure of the today's independent modern woman's characteristics. She has an unbelievable ability - she can maintain size zero with...

Our last day at Kodaikanal

Good morning! It is Day 3! What's up? We are already preparing to leave the hotel. It is around 7:30 in the morning and we will be checking out within half an hour and embark on the last leg of our journey. I took one last stroll around the vertical garden, the room and my favorite spots. I was leaving with a heavy heart, I knew. This was our last day at this beautiful place and today will write my final memories in this place. And? We boarded the cab to spend our day seeing the last few attractions saved for the last of our trip. Our first spot was quite far away - about 35 kilometres away from our hotel. We were headed towards Poombarai, a beautiful hamlet in the outskirts of Kodaikanal. This wasn't just a spot - it was once home to the notorious Seevalaperi Pandi, a Tirunelveli goon who once was the king of headlines in the 1980s.  This hamlet had a lot in store for us - beautiful carrot and garlic plantations dotting the borders of the hills. The villages...