Let’s hear it. 

We have always expressed the inner voice or haven’t. We gracefully miss out the art of listening. When someone wants to speak,  someone just wants to be heard, maybe all times or one time or only last time. Be that person,  listen to someone today. đŸ™‚

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Why I never did a Book Review.

Clearing the air.

I get a lot of questions regarding and about how doing Book Reviews could help you gain audience.

I’m sure every avid reader has that one popular book they did not like.

I think everyone keeps a taste for several things and I’d read a book only to appreciate it more.

Having social media accounts entitling you to show your passion does not have to link you to follow conventional things.

We all have different tastes.

Even though book reviews help a lot you cannot rely on them .

After all, it’s a personal choice.

I’m definitely going to recommend when it comes to it but making separate sections for reviews, let’s rest on that now.

@quiescentlistener.

What is fine?

(Picture : self)

I fall and scatter so many times,

I’m struggling to make this rhyme.

I sit in dark rooms and closed doors,

A little too attached to cold hard floors.

I feel absence ,

I also crave distance .

I’m trying to get this together,

A little something to make me feel better.

My favorite book in front of me,

My mind running in some garden, in those trees.

I’m trying to leave a mark,

But isn’t this night unusually dark?

I’m needing this motion, needing the heart,

Just how it was so fearless from the start.

I’m sitting by the window ; watching it rain ,

It’s fully open, this wooden pane.

Maybe I had some plans, I was supposed to dine.

I’m just chilling by the air, I know I will be fine.

@quiescentlistener

Let me know if it’s okay to cancel on everything so you can have this time for yourself . To for a moment believe that it’s going to be okay. Maybe not now but eventually.

Whatever you planned, is not going to happen.

My motive was not to scare you.

But putting forward a fact that is to most degrees, universal.

I’m usually the one to believe in signs and what a particular incident or situation is trying to tell me. But, we fall back and please let’s just admit that we all do .

To make things a bit more specific let me break the bread here : You know how on some nights you are so excited about certain things to happen to you and have imaginary scenarios playing in your head like LA LA Land ? But instead what really happened was nothing or every plan getting cancelled? OR Days when you thought nothing is ever going to happen that could possibly lift your spirits and you might as well be a lizard on somebody’s wall but something so good happens you doubt how that ever happened to you.

Not just with plannings , events or situations but in the larger picture, most of the time whatever you planned is not going to happen.

And let that not dishearten you because trust me for a second when I say this, something worse or better could happen to you but that’s what is going to matter ahead when you connect the dots. Maybe sometime later you shall say, ‘ Now I understand what happened and why and maybe back then it was the best thing that could have happened to me ‘

(Speaking from personal experiences : Wayyyy tooooooo manyyy)

If things aren’t going your way, Patience sounds like the least thing in the world one would want to resort to buy hold up people, it’s coming!

Good Morning!

@quiescentlistener

Recovering a bit from all the cold and soreness I suffered.

Warriors.

10 pm : It’s going to be another night of the dark. The ravens & Doves shall be nesting, the beasts resting and we know it’s going to be just fine.

11 pm : An hour for another day to begin . Another day of possibilities, opportunities , rejection, peace & benevolence.

12 am : The zero hour of the end and a beggining . The nerves rush of facing fears and winning over .

1 am : The clicking of toes, the shuddering of heart . The choking on tears & tearing apart.

2 am : The putting away of the tear drenched cloth , the drying of hand. The deep breaths that follow & time like slipping sand.

3 am : The sitting back up, eyes wide open. The moving along this wave, hearts that reopen.

4 am : Droopy little, clearer dreams. Dawn that’s drawing , no more pulling apart at the seems.

5 am : Smiles and sunrise that recover, The terrors of night that’s over and under.

It has passed and shall will, Experience that’s deepened but how beautiful to move on like nothing ever happened.

We are all warriors.

There is no end, is it?

We begin to rise and tend to fall twice.

If this is a theory, I need wikipedia to explain me why ?

I need to know if the things move in circles. All that in our actions we do. Few days at a stretch I’m in my bests feeling nothing could ever go wrong, that I shall not submit and be the best of me.

The other moment I’m standing right in front of something unable to do what I know I exactly should be doing and NO, it is not depression.

I’m not depressed. I believe we humans are designed to have it this way . To be a ten and a zero all at once.

If you think there is an end, there isn’t.

A Birthday.

Did a cake and chocolate just cross your mind?

Resssst your brain.

According to IST 12.00 am on June 27 , 2018 . I turn 21. Not too sure if it’s the age’s maturity OR having had enough of cakes since the past 20 years , a cake was the last thing I would look for on a birthday.

Moving on to celebration, I do not believe in particular occasions cause for me any time with your friends and family that you feel loved and blessed, is one. Given that some of my best buddies live outstation making us meet occasionaly and was a feeling I was not ready to welcome.

However, this time , I tried to do something for myself. I tried breaking the shackles of restriction. I decided on having to meet some pals,make some friends and try having a good day. After all, personal growth is something my people would have loved. Isn’t it?

To sum it up , I received some beautiful letters as night from my best friend who stays away. She has been writing since quite the beginning of the month. How beautiful it is to have someone make 5 minutes of their day for you so they know you’re doing good. These are things not to be taken for granted and for a moment , someone wishing and praying for you could be the reason you’re even alive.

Please be grateful for whatever you have and learn to move from whatever you’ve ever lost.

Also, if you ever feel that nobody loves you, wait till your birthday. đŸ˜‚

A Monsoon Covet.

Image : Self

Let’s just say how two things shall differ so much from the other. The monsoon in India has finally begun. Too much of a good news to anyone who likes their coffee better with rains.

Would it be wrong if I said I Lust for rain? Or shall love be the appropriate. I also fail to distinguish from where this love comes from. I was born during the monsoon ,so maybe?

However, lusting for this particular season makes me understand and love things. I’d rather have cancelled plans and enjoy a book than going out to hot summery days or wintery nights. The feel of having water soaking up this earth after long months of dry and the chilly weather is when I can finally rest.

To sum it all, how much ever you love something, it’s value doubles up when you are with your loved ones. Some work always keeps me busy but needless to say, I miss my pals and wish for the day to have them besides soon!

Who else is a monsoon baby?