Love And Live Like A Legend

​If you had never liked someone or never had a crush on someone, just get out of the computer and start searching for the one. You are just wasting your life thinking that you are going to find the perfect guy or girl for you. To be frank, what you are doing is just searching a pearl in the ocean. Don’t be afraid of break ups or about getting failed, just go there and push yourself as hard as you can. Love is the most beautiful feeling, it can give you tears and smile at the same time. This post, what I am writing is for all the soup boys and girls out there. I would say its mostly for the guys, because I tried to think from a girl point of view but it is much more complicated.

All the soup boys out there, like me, let me get this very straight ,yes you liked a girl and you did all sought of love things to get her but It did not work. I know love is always precious to the person involved in it, you can never compare it with one another and it can never be measured. You can never feel someones pain until it strikes you hard. Crazy things, what you do doesn’t fade away like a formatted USB flash drive, it becomes like a memory virus on to the brain and that gives you pain. A kind of pain which makes your throat dry and uneasy to swallow, a pain that lets you stay awake all through out the night, a pain which makes you look shabby day by day because you stopped giving damn about others, a pain which tells you the world is moving at slower rate than others and a pain which tell you all the girls in the world are like this just because she rejected you. I would say you are wrong. Pain is a by-product of love and it comes for free, blaming it on others will not get you anything. Blaming just gives you a satisfaction saying that you tried your best but she never understood. Pain is like a snake poison, it can kill you or it can be used to cure the cancer inside you, it all depends on how you see it. You can take it, cry all day long or make use of it. Let me tell you something, crying just gets you tears nothing else, not even a fucking glass of water. Pain is nothing but a form of energy it was not created, it was just transformed from your love memories. Don’t waste it by thinking about the same girl or drink yourself to death. It has become a fashion now that, If you face a failure than just get drunk to forget it, thats not at all the final solution. The reality is pain can be used to construct yourself, than to destruct your life. Find your shadow and spread some light over it, make yourself a better human, a better person to be with. Without making mistakes you will never perfect yourself.
Now what you do is put yourself in the girls place, look from her point of view, her expectation and likes might may be way different from what we think.  For example few people like riding a bike than a car, you can never justify that their taste is bad its just they don’t want a car. I guess you would have heard some say ‘ Not everyone gets everything in life ‘, thats true , sometimes how much hard you try, you will never get it, because its just not meant for you and you have to be strong to move on. Every one in your life teaches you a lesson, so did the girl just take it and walk out of her life. Our life is very short if you compare it with time scale of earth, Instead of getting worried about what happened, you can see the positive side of why it din’t happen between both of you. Instead of blaming someone, blame yourself because you started it. Instead of thinking about the way she made you sad, think about the way she made you happy. Instead of spoiling your health, built it up for a cause. Instead of crying for your pain, wipe someone else tears. Smile for what you have and laugh for what you did but get strong and act like a man and let her go of your thoughts.
Well you only need the light when it’s burning low

Only miss the sun when it starts to snow

Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you’ve been high when you’re feeling low

Only hate the road when you’re missin’ home

Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go
– Let her go (Passenger)
I am totally against the fact that love just comes only once in your life time, love is like a flower in a plant, when one flower goes down what you need to do is give it some time and space and let the next flower bloom. I know it will be hard, every time you try to get out of it, you will be shattered back to deep darkness. Everything you touch will have her name, everything you hear will have her voice. It will be a tuff ride to come out of it, the more tuff it is the more you have loved her. What you need to get is persistence and will power. Rome was not built in a day and also Rome was not defeated in a day. Everyday when you get up with her thoughts, you will have to fight back with it all day long and by end of the day the victory should be yours and you should win. So don’t worry, just love and live like a legend.

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Posted by on August 18, 2017 in random thoughts


Some people simply are not meant to stay forever

​We have all fallen for temporary people.

They come as swiftly as they go from our lives; with their reeling minds and striking bodies and genuine, wide-open hearts. They are hurricanes and madness and wrecking balls; they’re sunshine and blissful surrenders.
We want to shelter ourselves from the storms that these people embody but we also want to walk right into the center of them. We want their chaos and their madness; we want it the way others once wanted ours.
We are advised not to fall for these people. And yet we do, knowing full well we can’t keep them. How could we not, after all?
We want their nows and forevers. We want their sleepy half-smiles over coffee every morning and their sturdy arms to lull us to sleep. We want their wine-drunk Saturday evenings and their lazy Sunday mornings. We want their words and their silences; their downfalls and their strengths. We want the whole of the people we love but we’re sometimes only given a fraction. And so here’s what we do with that instead.
When we don’t get to hold on to the people we love, we wrap their memories in between our heartstrings and we carry them with us. We remember the lilt of their laughter on the days when the rain comes pouring down. We envision the curves of their skin when we need to know that all is not lost. We take the moments we share with these people and we freeze them, we immortalize them, we keep them preserved and alive inside the ancient museums of our minds.
Because love doesn’t need to last forever in order to make a lasting impression.
We don’t need to curse and resent and forget the people life didn’t let us hold onto. We don’t have to rid ourselves of their impressions and shelter ourselves from their impact. We’re allowed to let them in. We’re allowed to let them matter. We’re allowed to engage in the temporary foolishness of falling for someone who is not going to be left holding our crippled, wrinkled hand fifty years down the road.
Because some people simply are not meant to stay forever. Some people come into our lives for a season, for a reason, for the simple purpose of showing us the world in a way we would never have seen it otherwise.

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Posted by on August 16, 2017 in random thoughts


 Feeling incapable in your own capabilities.

We’re all stigmatized by the thought of not being enough, by fear of always remaining one step away from where we’re told we should be, because ironically we spent our lives being told that we should thrive to be better, be smarter, be prettier, be funnier, be fucking more. 

So now we make ourselves into something we’re not; to impress people, to not hear that our potential is unfulfilled or that we’re not good enough, but doesn’t pretending make us lose the us that we once as children loved to be? Is the struggle of survival worth it if we will never feel enough? 
We’re in a constant never ending cycle of self hate, anger, ache, shame and never fully feeling good enough. 
 Sadness is not being able to be the captain of your own ship, but tricking yourself into thinking you are, it’s thinking you can fix yourself by pure thought but not doing it due to a crippling fear of disappointment, and not being able to love or trust enough. It’s being sorry for not fitting other people’s standards while a bitter side of you tries to convince you that other people’s opinions don’t matter, it’s feeling that your mind is empty yet full at the same time, it’s not knowing what to say but knowing what you want to hear at the same time.
 It’s feeling incapable in your own capabilities.


Posted by on August 13, 2017 in random thoughts


 I might be falling

I’m think I might be falling,

Falling hard for you after all.

This feeling is so uncertain,

And it fills me with so much fear.
I tried to keep my distance, 

But it seems that I’ve failed.

Now that I have fallen,

I’m not sure what to do.
I miss you so much at times,

And wish so much that you were there.

But you don’t know just how I feel,

And I don’t think you’ll ever do as well.
My old scars are still lingering,

And I’m afraid of rejection.

I’m scared of telling you my feelings,

And getting hurt all over again.
How do I tell you my feelings,

How do I let you know?

You’re the first to ever make me feel like this,

And I’m scared of losing you.


Posted by on August 10, 2017 in poetry


Love Personified

I woke up and the first thing I felt was a set of fingers gently stroking my hair and the warmth of soft and thick skin against my cheek.

That’s when realization strikes me, I had fallen asleep in his arms. I turned my face and torso to the other side and the first thing I saw was a pair of black eyes looking back at me. But there was something more to those eyes, other than just being warm. They held an extraordinary power. I quote the word ‘extraordinary’ because every time I look at those, it makes me feel special, wanted and most of all, loved.
“Morning, love”, he said, breaking me from my thoughts.
“You look cute when you smile”, he added.
Only then I realized that I was actually smiling. He brushed the hair out of my forehead and placed a gently kiss on it. I involuntarily closed my eyes trying to bask in the loving warmth of his lips. I let my eyes flutter open and barely whispered, “Morning”.
“You’re arm must be numb by now”, I added.
“I’d have it numb forever, if you stag in it”, he replied.
I smiled at him fondly and nuzzled my face onto his chest.
“I had a dream, a really good one”, he said.
“Go on, what was it?”, I demanded.
“I’m not gonna tell you, instead I’ll show you. Just a minute”, he said and removed his arms from around me and left to the other room, leaving me alone with my own thoughts and anxiety. He came back after a minute. He seemed to be nervous. He walked towards me and kneeled in front me.
“I wanted this to be special, planned and perfect. But I have my reasons for this. I know you have no clue of what I’m talking about, but just listen. You’re special to me, special enough to make this special.”, he paused and smiled at me.
“And yeah ‘planned’ or ‘perfect’ is definitely not our genre baby. You should know that by now. So.. here it goes, I had to wait two long years to get into your heart after I fell in love with you. It was completely worth the wait though. After I got you as mine, I was so sure that I should never let you go, ever. Your the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I fell for your character, your personality, your attitude and your beauty was like a huge bonus. So baby, will you give me the privilege of spending my life with you? I don’t want a 100 years. But if it’s with you then a 100 years is definitely not enough. Baby, will you marry me?”, he finished, leaving me utterly and completely speechless. His eyes looked up at me expectantly, with shades of hope, nervousness and a small tint of fear. Just as I was about to coher my thoughts into a line, he took out a gleaming object from his pocket. It was a ring. I looked up at him, mouth wide open.
“I know this is too much to ask, but I had to do this, couldn’t wait any longer. This ring is yours, it’s for you. That is, if you accept my proposal, of course”, he smiled, nervously. What else could a girl ask for?
I looked up at him, replacing my features to give a determined look and said, “I want you to take me to Paris”.
“Why?”, he questioned.
“Honeymoon of course, idiot”.
I could see his lips break into a smile.
“Yes, I will marry you”, I said.
The smile turned into a huge grin. He slipped the ring into my finger.
“You made me the happiest man in this entire world. I have to kiss you”, he said.
A smile was all that he needed for an approval. We hadn’t brushed our teeth yet and it was definitely not clean, but it was pure love personified, right?


Posted by on August 7, 2017 in random thoughts


Happy Friendship Day

“True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it be lost”A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.” “A friend is one who walks in when others walk out”

A single soul dwelling in two bodies
Perhaps the one relation that has survived the trials and tribulations of time and has still remained unconditional is friendship. A unique blend of affection, loyalty, love, respect, trust and loads of fun is perhaps what describes the true meaning of friendship between two individuals. Similar interests, mutual respect and strong attachment with each other are what friends share between each other. These are just the general traits of a friendship. To experience what is friendship, one must have true friends, who are indeed rare treasure.

Different people have different definitions of friendship. For some, it is the trust in an individual that he / she won’t hurt you. For others, it is unconditional love. There are some who feel that friendship is companionship. People form definitions based on the kind of experiences they have had. This is one relation that has been nurtured since times immemorial. There are famous stories about friends in mythologies of different religions all over the world. They say a person who has found a faithful friend has found a priceless treasure.

Happy Friendship Day to you all


Posted by on August 6, 2017 in random thoughts


Tomorrow you may not get that chance..

Look if you’re 18-23 and you get your heart broken, be sad.. By all means be sad and learn what that feels like.. But if you’re 24/25 and older, we gotta talk about this.. It is not ok to just accept being sad because we’ve been taught our whole lives it’s always ok to be wounded when another person hurts us.. It’s not ok to always and forever give other people that power over you and your life.. At a certain point you have to become “unfuckwithable” meaning that no one or nothing can come between you and the love you have for your self, no one can take your peace, disturb your happiness.. Get to a point of such self-love and comfortability in your life that you fully understand you’re meant to experience life in your body, with your heart and your mind.. Your soul.. Anyone and everyone else that may or may not come into your life and stick around are just players in your game, pawns in YOUR chess match.. They have to earn the right to exist in your world and your reality, and if people choose not to then that’s not something for you be upset about.. Your world keeps spinning, your life keeps moving.. With or without you or anyone else for that matter.. So please, if you are hurting this afternoon and you are older than 25 LET IT GO.. Look in the mirror and say I love you and go on about your day and live your life.. Tomorrow you may not get that chance..


Posted by on August 4, 2017 in random thoughts

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