Some kind of Forever

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I stood there feeling powerful, holding the reins of my kite firmly. I was so afraid of losing it, after all, I had taken the time to plan everything and had been there.

Right from when it first got attached to the thread that would give it the freedom to push off from the ground until it had reached high enough in the sky to soar. I remembered every detail – it was blue with white stripes and shone brightly under the rays of the sun.

Perfect, that’s how I would describe how they looked together.

The kite had opened itself up to limitless possibilities,

As the sun welcomed it with so much warmth.

There seemed to be some kind of mystery that they would solve together,

Like they were headed toward unexplored territory

There was so much that they didn’t know.

How long would they be able to travel together?

Who knew if the sun could keep its promise of following the kite wherever it went to and continue to brighten its path?

Yet, the kite danced fearlessly.

As if it just wanted to live in that one moment and hold on to it forever.

 

A few minutes later, it lost its wings.

And it started falling gently to the ground.

Soon it was nowhere in sight.

I stood there staring.

But this time feeling powerless. A little heartbroken, I would admit.

I wished things would have ended differently.

 

I wished that the kite would have had the chance to follow the sun until it set.

At least then, I could say that I had witnessed some kind of forever.

And suddenly, the wind began to blow harder.

As if it had heard my silent thoughts.

 

I saw my favorite patch of blue again, drifting above.

Peaceful and happy as it continued its journey.

Determined to reunite with what felt like home.

For a moment, I thought I had lost something so special.

 

But in fact, I was nowhere near empty-handed as I turned to leave.

I held onto newfound courage to fight for what I truly wanted.

Onto hope that sometimes, time could surprise me.

Only if I gave it a chance.

Then, maybe I would be as lucky as the sun someday.

     

The Mad Run

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Let’s face it –

We’re constantly running.

Either toward something that we just need to achieve,

Or away, from everything that scares us.

It’s the unfamiliar things that make us think.

That keep us awake for hours.

That drive us to make new plans as we try to predict what they can lead to.

 

We wonder why we ran into them in the first place.

Trying to use reason to help silence the questions in our head.

I mean, of course, there has to be one.

Because isn’t that how destiny works?

 

But that’s not the hard part.

Because eventually, we learn how to make peace with all of that and move on.

Playing along, one day at a time.

The real struggle begins when we want to decide.

 

We want to decide to stop.

To hit pause and hold on to what lies in front of us.

Because somewhere deep inside,

Underneath all the walls that we surround ourselves with

We want to build something.

 

But how do you know when or where to do that?

After all, we spend so much time focusing on going from one thing to the next.

Afraid that if we don’t, we’d be left behind.

In this game, this madness that all of us built together.

The chase to reach a finish line that no one has ever seen.

 

It’s simple really.

All it takes is acceptance.

Accepting the fact that there is something that

Makes us feel different.

That lights us up in a way like never before.

That defies all logic.

And sometimes seems a little too crazy to be true.

 

It’s when you wake up knowing

That you want to stay.

Because, that something – that place, that memory, that person

Makes you happy.

It makes you feel safe.

Like you can count on it for longer than most things.

I would say forever, but of course, that’s just a myth.

 

Yes, it’s that easy.

No rocket science really.

All you need to do is give yourself a chance.

 

Don’t be afraid to slow down.

To look around and appreciate

All the things that you come across.

Because you never know when

You’ll find that one thing that will make you think twice.

About running. About fear. About how stuff works.

It never announces itself.

It just appears.

Knocking on your door.

So, make sure you’re ready when it does.

 

Choose to welcome it.

Choose to stay.

That just how it is.

Remember that the one who really wins the mad run,

in the end, isn’t the one who comes first.

But the one who creates something beautiful along the way.

 

Admit it, Your’e Afraid

Aren’t we all a little afraid

of admitting the truth?

 

Maybe we have no idea why we are doing what we are doing.

Maybe we should have said what was on our mind.

Maybe the second option should have been our first.

Maybe we should start over.

Maybe tomorrow won’t be the way we pictured it to be.

We think about it all the time.

All this stuff.

And it keeps us awake.

It makes us spend hours trying to gaze into the future.

Trying to make sense of the uncertainty.

Trying to eliminate the risk.

Trying to draw up a plan of some kind.

Trying to make a list of rules to follow.

Trying to come up with a formula to succeed.

 

And then, all of a sudden,

We feel at ease.

Because we think that we’ve cracked that secret code.

The one that can set things right.

The one that is the key to that door that we’ve

been trying to open for what seems like forever.

The one that we think is perfect in every way.

But maybe we’re wrong.

Because things might take a totally different turn.

Life as always has other plans.

Then what?

Was making that plan a waste of time?

Or were those questions that we asked ourselves a lie?

What then, is the best way to live?

 

I have no idea, I have to admit.

I am a little afraid.

And that is the truth.

But then, aren’t we all?

But what if we follow our heart in the end?

Maybe we could fly.

And yes it’s true, we could fall.

But it’s the possibility that we need to look at.

And win against all the doubts.

 

Walk ahead.

Be brave enough to make that choice.

Speak your mind.

Move to a new city.

Embrace the flawed decisions that you may have made.

Because no matter what,

It’s never too late

And remember,

we’re all a little afraid.

Ferris Wheels, Hope And Purple Lights

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From a distance, I admired the view.

For I had always dreamt of Ferris wheels.

I was fascinated by the way they moved.

Slow and gentle.

Allowing you to breathe in the depth of the sky.

 

It was powerful, that rotating wheel.

Full of hope.

After all, it could stop time.

No wonder then, that it was most people’s dream.

To sit within those tiny chambers,

with the ones that they loved.

 

Appreciating the little things that life had to offer-

Gelato, a chance to take the perfect picture,

Or having a second to truly look into each other’s eyes

and pour their hearts out.

 

It wasn’t just about watching the beautiful bridge

that connected two cities

Or gasping as the water reflected the bright purple lights.

It was also about the thrill of the escape.

From everything that stood still below.

Those endless reasons that stood between

What you wished you could do and what you needed to instead.

 

At some point, you would be there-

Right at the top.

Able to stare at the moon and watch the stars.

To try and look for symmetrical lines that formed

what they call constellations.

The ones with the funny names.

The ones that are always hard to find.

And that’s when you would completely forget

it all – the worries, the questions the continuous

search for something better.

 

All of that would be replaced by laughter.

As you cracked those ridiculous jokes.

Used those bathroom singing skills

And talked about life.

 

Then at some point, it would be time.

To descend back into the madness.

To face the uncertainty of what tomorrow

might bring.

 

And someday you would come back.

And just stand there, staring at it-

that Ferris wheel.

Just like me.

 

Thanking it for letting you see what truly mattered.

And as always, it would give you hope.

Because it would remind you of that moment.

When everything wasn’t necessarily perfect.

But it was exactly what you needed it to be…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Meant to be?

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We work so hard to make sure that they are part of our life – those things that matter the most. Then why is it that they are the first ones that we forget about, or choose to let go of when things get tough?

As time passes, or as we move on from one leap of faith to another, memories are built.Moments are captured and framed on our favorite wall.

But then, reality happens.

Fear starts to exist-

The constant thought that we may not be able to live up to expectations.

Or that we may not be capable of doing whatever it takes to keep those things.

We begin to question whether we are good enough.

Whether we will be able to do justice to everything that we have created till now.

The footprints that we left along the way-

Some have faded,

And some remain in the hearts of many, that have set out on their own quests of self-discovery.

Would we ever look back at them and trace how far we have come?

Or would we choose to give them up?

As we start to find reasons, good ones

For having made the decisions that we did,

A little voice whispers in our head.

The one more famously known as what connects us to the “Soul of the world”.

The heart.

Asking us to be brave.

Brave enough to turn around sometimes.

To remember just how much every part means.

To have the courage to question ourselves.

 

And that’s when we must stop.

Take a moment to listen.

And if what we hear brings us joy,

Then we know that it is indeed worth fighting for.

 

Whatever you think that you must let go of.

Don’t.

Because it might be exactly what you need to keep going.

And if you’re lucky enough, the universe will reward you.

By gifting you with something called “forever”.

It will conspire to give you whatever you truly want.

Because, believe it or not, it was always meant to be…..

 

 

 

Scars, Battles, Destruction and Beauty

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Every now and then, something will destroy you. Sometimes a little, and sometimes completely. It will test your patience. Push you to the edge. Challenge your strength. Demand your courage.

It will question everything that you believe in. And leave you thinking deep. About just how you were able to make all those decisions that made you stand at the place that you are at today. And why you made them.

You will break. Or maybe get scarred during the fierce battle between your mind and your heart. As you redefine your limits and push your boundaries. As you begin to realize that you are capable of withstanding so much more than you think. Of achieving what seems impossible.

You will fall. Or maybe bend a little. As you try to carry yourself through it all. Remembering exactly why you need to win. To get back up and move on.

You will hear all those voices. The ones that told you that you were not good enough. Or maybe that questioned whether you were the best choice and walked away.

You will face the fear. Of losing. Of never being able to be the same person again. Of giving away too much of yourself to someone.

But falling apart piece by piece isn’t really a bad thing.

In fact, it might be exactly what you need.

To see the beautiful mess that you can make.

To see how far you can go before breaking.

To get a chance to put yourself back together.

In a way, that nobody else can imagine of. Not even you.

Because when you rise after that something.

The something that destroys you.

Just a little. Or completely.

You will be a little better. Or maybe the best version of yourself.

And that’s when you realize that it’s all worth it.

The intense emotion, the unseen drama, the tough choices and the uncertainty.

So, embrace it. All of it.

And save it as a memory.

Because in the end, what once destroyed you will become a great story.

 

 

The Sun Will Rise

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And sometimes its just about taking it all in – one breath at a time. Between all the craziness and uncertainty. Between the hope and the fear. Between what seems like the end and a what may be new beginning.

Its about sitting back and doing nothing for once. About not trying so hard. About letting it go, even when it feels like it’s worth holding on to. About accepting things as they are.

Its about keeping up the fight. Even when you think you don’t have what it takes. Even when it seems like you won’t ever be the same person again. Even when the odds aren’t in your favour.

Its about being grateful. Because you made it so far. Because your’e lucky enough to have another chance to give it a shot. Because you know that someone cares.

Its about celebrating the small wins.

About learning from every loss.

About growing.

About getting stronger.

And sometimes it can get hard to do all those things.

Between the chaos and the silence.

About everything that matters.

Even then, you must go on.

Because you deserve to get all that you’ve ever dreamed of.

Because each one of us has the power.

To make a choice – something that we forget.

And sometimes, a reminder is all that you need.

Don’t be afraid. Step back. Fight. Let go. Be happy. Don’t give up yet. Breathe.

 

What Matters the Most

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We walk towards things, often unknown.

Choosing to stay, or maybe leave after a while.

But that’s not the part that matters.

What matters is what you leave behind.

Happiness, hope, love, respect – that’s all that it takes.

To maybe give someone something worth remembering you for.

Touching lives can simply be a hello and goodbye kind of thing.

But touching hearts – it’s not that simple.

Because it takes more than just a couple of words.

 

It means giving part of yourself to someone to hold onto.

And every time you do that, it makes you have to decide.

To choose what exactly would be worth it.

And sometimes, you have no idea.

And that’s why we often choose not to stop.

We prefer to keep walking.

 

But what if you chose differently someday.

Say you wanted more than just a conversation?

What’s the key to succeeding?

Is there a magic spell of some kind?

Truth is – nobody knows.

And there’s no way to be sure.

But as far as I know,

It’s all about giving.

 

Giving without expecting anything in return.

Of course, that’s easier said than done.

But go ahead, give it a try.

Open yourself up to what lies ahead.

And when you do come across something, don’t just pass by.

 

Instead challenge yourself.

Embrace the feeling.

Let down the walls.

Break if you have to.

Because it might just make you stronger,

Or give you one hell of a story to tell.

Either way,

Take it from me – it’s totally worth it.

 

But then I too am just like you.

A dreamer. A realist. A wanderer.

Walking through life, one day at a time.

Redefining who I am with every encounter,

And putting together the pieces of the puzzle.

 

Till then, I continue to walk.

Hoping to see where all of this leads to someday.

Maybe it’s not what I have in mind.

But whatever it is, I’m sure it will be a masterpiece

And hopefully then, it will all make sense.

The stops made. The chances taken. The things left behind.

 

So, the next time you need to make a choice, think about this-

It is scary, but you never know how it fits into the whole picture and what you will find.

Make that one thing matter. Because for all you know, it might just end up being the one thing that matters the most.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Picture Perfect

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What is perfection anyway?

A pretty face?

Something that makes you sigh?

Or is it just a blatant lie?

Hidden in a beautiful disguise

 

Is it the way that we choose to see things?

Or is it only about what is revealed by time

Does it come across unannounced?

Or is there some kind of sign?

 

Is it hard to hold onto?

Or is it wise to let go?

Is it worth gambling all that you can have?

And forgetting all that you believe you know?

 

Searching for it endlessly-

Isn’t that what we usually do?

Not once stopping to look back

Thinking that there’s no way

That you could have found it so soon

 

Maybe it’s just another name,

For something mysterious, that doesn’t exist

Or maybe someone will walk up to you someday

And give it a whole new meaning,

Clearing up the mist

 

What is, perfection then anyway? –

A moment when you realize

That nothing could be more perfect

Than what lies before your eyes…