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It’s Okay Too


A Follow up to “IT’S OKAY” : WATCH IT.

It really is.

To be happy, even when others aren’t.

To feel content in yourself.

To not have a mental disorder anymore.

Or to not have to experience it at all.

It doesn’t make you less of a human.

A mental health issue is not a compulsion.


It’s okay.

To love yourself, and put forth your life.

To ignore the world for your smile.

To laugh at silly things by yourself.

To wear pyjamas to a fare.


It’s okay.

To not care for a while.

It’s okay to love your life.

To be nice to yourself, and to others.

That doesn’t mean you’re weak,

It means you’re strong enough to take the lead.


It’s okay,

To feel cheated on and hurt because of being

Too nice,

Too polite,

Too kind,

Too honest and

Too loving.

In a world of fake faces,

It’s okay to be too real.


It’ s okay,

To trying to please people,

It doesn’t make you OVER or EXTRA.

It makes you a better human.


It’s okay,

To doubt your actions &

Feel restricted..

BUT,

It’s Not Okay,

To NOT break the barriers,

That make you YOU.


Break’em.

Shake’em.

Be YOU.

Stay True.

Because It’s Okay.


Thanks for reading….. 

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A Walk Is All You Need To Heal

I am sure, just like me, you must’ve read and watched all the articles and videos about early morning routines and it’s benefits. I am sure, some of you are the early morning birds, that sing with ease with eyes closed, smile on a face and a fresh breeze kissing every ounce of your body. Robin Sharma wrote a Best-Selling Book on it, The 5 a.m. Club. I read it and got inspired but not motivated. I always procrastinated about ‘my early mornings’! 

Two weeks ago, I hit a major writer’s block. I forced myself to write two poems and they were okay! Yet, I knew I could write better. But, I just didn’t want to. I regretted my non-writing hours of the day. I apparently didn’t even read any online things of my fellow writers. Just kept my distance from the writing exercise and the community itself. For a week, I wasted time. I watched the Netflix series, DARK & read my unfinished books, ordered some more & re-read the old ones. 

A week later, I was enjoying it. I realised, I needed to waste sometime. I needed to take a break. Yet, I needed a routine. moreover, a morning one! Yet, I STILL DIDN’T WAKE UP EARLY. In fact, I used to sleep around 3 a.m. ! So, one fine day, I wrote this – The Power Of Wasting Time.

I literally thought that my writer’s block is over. Yet, I was still not motivated to be productive. So, wasted some more time, wrote in my journal, read more books, created some Content. But, I didn’t feel motivated enough.


 Two days ago, I decided to go for a walk in the evening. May be discover new roads to walk on. When I did, I felt something that I hadn’t felt in a very long time. The peace was easier to feel. The road was empty. There were bushy trees on both sides and there were just me, the sound of my footsteps and the song of the breeze (somewhat similar to the image). I don’t think I have heard such quite surrounding, ever! I had just fallen in love with walks in the nature.

I walked and just gazed into the beautiful blue sky, the monsoon green trees, the washed up road with a garnish of fallen leaves.

It was a wake up call. One morning I woke up around 5:30 in the morning and just went off!!! My eyes weren’t even wide open yet and my hair were messed up. But I didn’t care (Also, with the mask on, nobody would recognise me). Anyway, I walked and just gazed into the beautiful blue sky, the monsoon green trees, the washed up road with a garnish of fallen leaves. It was surreal! I came back and I felt like I was a new person. The nature really heals, I thought. I opened my laptop, I went to this site aeon.co because I wanted to feed my brain with some breakfast. Coincidently, the first article I saw was ‘The Healing Power Of Nature’. It was relatable and informative but the satisfaction I felt was out of this world. 

Finally, I came down to medium and read some amazing stories. I wrote down some ideas I had and then, started to write this. Apologies for dragging you along the memoir! But without going backwards, there’s no moving forward right?


A walk is the stillness we need in a speedy world.

The Significance Of A Walk

I am assuming you’re intrigued. I used to go for walks before, but why did it affect me on such a high note this time? Simply, because I Needed It. Sounds cliche but it’s true. The fact behind the phrase ‘timing is everything’, is that it is. A walk can change the way you look at life. It can heal your mind, body and soul. A walk can take away all the pain and give you all the cure you need. 

A walk is an escape from the chaos of the world. A walk is the stillness we need in a speedy world. If we’re able to go for a walk, in between all this clutter in the world, there’s no one luckier than us. Because we can find a moment of peace and motionlessness in the natural state of motion of a human being, without having to think of the consequences but to experience it all. 


The Power Of A Walk

I shared my story, yet there’s more to it. A walk is a personal choice & its power on us is personal as well. However, some effects are common.

  • A walk is liberating: Remember, when in childhood, we used to go out and play. How amazing it used to feel. We used to wait for our play time! Same goes in adulthood, but with walks… Our playtime is replaced with a walk, but gives us the same feeling, leaves the same after effect and makes us powerful in feeling free.
  • A walk is the awaited ‘Me-Time’: Adulthood is hard and what’s harder is to find that time in a day, where you get to be yourself, with yourself. You get to be alone with your thoughts and get inspired with them. A walk is that moment. 
  • A walk is the easiest exercise: Also cycling. It’s the most effortless exercise for all aspects of us. Physical, mental, emotional, spiritual. a walk is great for everything. The only effort you need to put in, is to just go for it.
  • A walk helps you with ‘live in the moment’: When on a walk, with music or not, try not to use your phone. Just walk and look around. You’ll realise that time can be slowed down and you can worry less, because you’re learning to living in the moment because of the walk.

I want to share more about how amazing a walk can be, but I think you get the point. Now, all you need to do is to go for a walk in nature and experience the magic on your own. Be safe and happy walking.

Thanks for reading.

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A Dream World

I wish to live in the world,

Where I am my only judge.

A world so free,

That my demons leave me…..

I wish to empower,

Myself & my beauty…

Only, in that dream world,

I’ll get my due for my silent duty….


I wish to live in the land of NOT men,

Or women,

But Human.

I wish in that world, I am beautiful.

That world would give me validation.

More than I ever needed…..

In that world, I won’t have to prove,

I won’t have to dread,

I won’t have to be so needy.

For in that world,

I would be alone, free & happy.


I wish to live in the world ,

Where I feel ME & my demons feel trapped.

A world, where my mind is in my grasp.

A world where the world is nothing more,

Than an imagination…

A world of peace, a fantasy and

A result of a tiresome abomination.


I want to go to that world,

Where my heart doesn’t ache.

A world of love, not pain.

A world of empathy, not gain…

I wish I could create a world of my own,

Without violence and crimes.

I would create friendship that rhymes,

With life and soul to behold.

I would erase betrayal and horizon.

A world, where we walk on the sky and fly on land.

A world of fire to breathe and water to mend.


I wish to erase success in that world.

A world, where journey is a celebration.

I want to live in a world of laughter, tears of joy &

Hearts filled with love and admiration.

I’d call it My World,

Because nobody would tell me what to do.

Nobody would leave me,

And nobody would hurt me, or say they didn’t mean to!

My World would be an epitome of happiness.

A world where sorrow is the alien,

And heartbreak is not just another failure….

Where Love is a power and not a weakness,

Where power is not a privilege & is out of existence.

Yet, It’s better to not go there, we’ll be living in a mirror afar,

For in that world, life would flourish with broken hearts….


Thanks for reading. Namaste.

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A Life Un-lived

Listen- A Life Un-lived

I could still hear the cheer. I could still feel the lights on my face. I could still smile at the possibility. I could still be a Rockstar! This was my another life. A life un-lived.

I still sing sometimes, but that passion is missing now. The soul lacks in transferring the sound waves through a listener’s heart. It could only reach to an ear or two. People could still praise me for the voice I have & the songs I sing. But they would never praise me for it touched their soul. Because I knew, it didn’t have the soul anymore. A soul for a soul, remember? If you don’t give a soul, you won’t connect to a soul either.

No matter how much you want it. No matter how much work you want to give into it, so that you can fill up the years you’ve lost without it, nothing will ever be enough. Nothing will ever fill up the void in your heart.

The emptiness I feel when I see someone perform on stage. That heart ache I feel every time someone tells me they’re a singer. That voice in my head that tells me, “I could’ve done it better”. It never goes away. It’s constant knock annoys me sometimes, but mostly, reminds me of what could’ve been!

Then, reality creeps in and all I’m left with, are tears and regret, sometimes guilt too. “What if, have I worked harder or stayed focused, or the passion wouldn’t have been lost?”

No, that doesn’t matter now.

I have a broken dream, that I can live, every time I close my eyes.

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An Open Letter To An Adult Woman From An Adult Woman

Dear Women,

I know, we don’t feel so beautiful everyday, all the time. We feel lost most of the times. We feel like, we need someone, but we’re way too crazy, weird, anxious, moody & intolerable to actually be with someone. So we drop the thought. The ones who do have someone, I understand when you find yourself looking for YOUR space, but you know you’ve found the right man. So it’s not really a problem. 

I know we have skin problems, hair problems, PMS, body image issues, insecurities that only WE know. But We fight everyday , because we’re stronger than those negativities. I know we’re sad and broken and deep down we feel, we’ll never be happy or feel content, but we don’t let it get to our head. Because we know we deserve to be happy and we work to attain it. Everyday. 

I know, when we see so many beautiful photographs & videos of beautiful women embracing their weaknesses and strengths, we feel bad, because we aren’t doing the same.

 We feel betrayed by ourselves.

I know, when we want to do so many things we feel overwhelmed and eventually do nothing at all. Then, blame ourselves later.

I know, when we look in the mirror, we only see the wrongs on our faces. The scars, the spots ,the acne, the distorted nose, the uneven skin. 

What are we actually seeing? 

We’re seeing the society standards of a Beautiful Woman. We’re looking for social acceptance. We’re seeing social levels of a perfect skin and every other feature.

What are we NOT seeing??

We don’t see ourselves as OUR SOCIAL STANDARD OF BEAUTIFUL. 
Next Time, see yourself as YOURSELF. You’re insecure but You’re Your Own Beauty.

Let’s Embrace It . Together.

Thanks for reading. Namaste.

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Can You Breathe?

“I can’t breathe”, is a revolution,

When will “I need someone” be?

Let them see, that you’re in pain,

But they won’t listen, when you’ll scream!

You’ve been screaming for a while now,

But is your voice shaking, or is it still strong & how?

You can give up now, they will mourn your absence,

You gave up yesterday, they didn’t care for your presence.

Can you breathe? I can’t sometimes.

It’s like someone is choking me for my invisible crimes!

My mind slips away from my control,

My thoughts give away everything I ever worked for.

Every face I meet shows itself,

Yet, I find it difficult to talk to even myself.

I wish I could share more, it shouldn’t be this hard,

But whenever I try, I feel like I am going too far.

It feels like I am bothering, annoying, irritating the one I am sharing to,

It feels embarrassing and I understand it becomes tough to get to.

But once I say that’s all in my head,

It feels like a giant elephant feet is off my chest.

I don’t care what you think anymore,

All I care that I found someone to listen to my roar.

It doesn’t mean I don’t feel dead inside,

But, I can at least breathe for a while.

Until the time, my mind decides to mess again,

I’ll live denying sorrow, hurt, hate & pain.

If ever I find myself in this loophole once more,

I will fight again & win my life to the core…..

I will breathe and smile in times of crisis,

I will pretend good, but feel the nemesis.

It’s okay though, don’t worry, I’ll be fine,

I’ve been fighting all along, I’ll keep fighting till the end of time….

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Look At The Sky!

So brave & kind,

Awarding peace of mind..

The sunset pink, fading away in night blues,

Just like ‘my blues’, accepting truce..

The trees in focus, while the sky in the background,

It’s a nature’s canvas, just need to look around.

With every detail intact, yet messy,

Pink clouds and invisible sun, gifting solaces.

Famished for freedom, hope & love,

Look at the sky, it’s got it all.

Little birds, enjoying the flight,

On top of the world, I feel,

When I look at the sky…

I wish I could fly like these ravens,

I close my eyes, I can fly still in heavens..


There was none to disturb my peace,

No technology, no men to please.

Ruthless, I became fearless again,

I realised how peaceful it is without them!

Decided to let go of everyone in my head,

To the ones I loved, to me they’re dead.

Cruel, feministic, typical, say what may,

Free, independent, happy I say.

I smiled on my own, felt so beautiful,

What they’re saying, I don’t give a damn anymore.


Now, when I tell you the truth, believe,

It all wasn’t so easy to achieve.

Loneliness became a friend,

Made me feel everything like an amend.

Creativity became a trend,

I wrote & Kept to myself, took a stand.

Swallowed pride, pain, hurt & feelings,

Thought too much to find meanings.

Finally, the meanings came through,

“The power to burn the cages,

Is the power inside You”….

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Looking For The Shadow – A Short Story (Part I)

Trench coat, leather boots, a hat- Teresa wore her favourite outfit and her usual attitude. A red-wine lipstick shade, or as the fancy folks call it – burgundy may be! I don’t know, I focus on the colour, not the name. Just like, how Teresa loves fame and not the reason behind. Leaving at 10.00 a.m. sharp, everyday to visit her best friends in the park. Although, they never leave her side, but she still finds a positive vibe with them in the park. She walked all the way to the bridge that connects two sides of the city. She stops in the mid of the bridge and walks towards the edge. Holding the railing, she gazes into the water and looks at her shadow. She laughs and then frowns, yet the shadow remains intact. She dances and the shadow moves. So she says to herself, “There’s no change in life until there’s no effort”. She scoffs and starts to walk again. She sits on her usual bench in the park, waiting for her best friends, or moreover ignoring them!

They’re exhausting actually. They make her feel so bad about herself! She hates everything about her life when she’s with them! They’re so popular and because of that she’s famous too!!! But they’ve been friends for so long, that she can’t seem to break it off! They’re the only interesting thing in her life after all. So she doesn’t care why she’s famous, but she is and that’s what matters most. She’s been waiting for a while, where are they? She looks around her, people are hanging out, exercising, kids playing and the lake seems cleaner than yesterday. That’s nice. Suddenly, she starts crying. Tears roll down her eyes, yet her face remains expressionless. As the tear drops on her finger, she looks down and sees the droplet. She then touches her face and realises, it’s her own tears!

“Alright, you’re here now”, she taunts. “I was waiting when you’d show up. Took a long time today.” Nobody notices her talking to herself! She doesn’t care about that now. Her friend’s finally here.

“I was thinking about how nice it is that the lake is cleaner than yesterday. I wish you wouldn’t show up just then, I was having a moment there”! No answer! But, who’s she brewing for answers?

Eight months ago, Teresa went to the same bridge she was walking on today and jumped into the river. It was a suicide attempt, luckily she survived. But unluckily for her, she survived! She was all over the news the next day – The Girl Who ALMOST Died. She was kept in the hospital for a week and then was transferred to rehab. Two weeks into it, a psychologist came to see her. To council her or may be understand why she jumped off the bridge! The session was scheduled for 90 minutes, but went on for five hours!

“My name is Abdul Smith”, the psychologist introduced himself. “Abdul? & Smith? well, that’s quite unusual”, Teresa attempted to turn things on to him. “It’s not unusual. It’s suicidal“, Abdul attempted his dark humour! Teresa remained quiet. Smith realised, his dark humour is now failing him! He needs to up his game, if he wants this girl to get to talking.

“How are you feeling today?”, he tried to lighten the mood. “Fine.” That’s it? Fine? No, ‘Bad Joke’, ‘Not Funny’! This is my first day as a professional psychologist. She is my first patient and I am already in regret!!! My degree is a waste!

“Let’s get to the point okay. This is my first day as a psychologist and you’re my first patient, so I want this to workout. Whatever it takes”, Abdul confessed. “Easy Avenger! I thought that’s not how you people talk to the people who’re suicidal! Well, you’re not like the others I presume! Let’s get to the point indeed. Shoot your questions. I am not afraid of them or you or anyone else and I am certainly not ashamed of what I did!” Teresa is finally talking!

“Why did you do it?”, not wasting any more time on small talks Smith! “Why does anyone do it? I don’t want to live in this shitty world.” Teresa answered. “Why? Did someone wronged you in anyway?”, Abdul digs more.

“Everyone has wronged everyone. I am not the only one!”, Teresa argued.

“Tell me what you’re thinking and why did you jumped off that bridge. I don’t like to waste time on single sentences.” Desperate times, desperate measures! Smith knows by now, Teresa will only tell him the truth if he’ll talk to her in her own attitude. So be it. She’ll talk, it’ll work.

“Sad, but your time is up. See you back soon?! goodbye.” Teresa leaves for her room. Smith is impressed, how some people with mental health issues are so acceptable of their condition & can still maintain chivalry. Fine. Tomorrow.

“How are you feeling today Smith?” Teresa seems in a good mood to toy around. “No small talk. Remember”? Abdul is not getting smitten today! “Wow! That’s hot!” Teresa would do anything to stall talking.

“Why did you jump off the bridge?” Not wasting time today!

*10 minutes silence*

“Tell me! I may be able to change your mind about it!” Playing doctor-doctor but like a friend.

“I told you, I don’t want to live in this shitty world. A world where humans think themselves as God, where poor are treated as animals & animals are treated as nothing! I hate everyone. They’re selfish and inhumane. All they want to do is to fill their pockets. The crimes they commit are justified with money and with that power they exploit other people.” Teresa said.

“Is that all?” Smith asked.

“What do you mean IS THAT ALL? What is wrong with you? How can you take this so lightly? Rapes, Riots, Robbery, Lynching, Violence, Exploitation, Corruption and what not! And you don’t think that’s enough?” Teresa questioned.

“I am asking, if there’s any personal reason for what you’d done, you sound like a failed activist and not my patient.” Brutally honest doctor, for the brutal thinker sitting with him!

“These are my personal issues. My friend was raped by a guy who got away with the allegations because he had money. His family bribed the authorities incharge and they put charges against my friend, for fraud & defamation. My friend lost her job, her career is finished. Because the company didn’t want someone of her reputation to be working with the PRESTIGIOUS scoundrels!” Teresa confessed.

“Sounds like you felt very deeply for your FRIEND!” Abdul is questioning on her truth!

“I know it sounds like it all happened with me and I am covering up the shame by the name of a friend, but I own everything I do. I’d never run away if it had happened with me.” Teresa cleared out the allegations.

“But why kill YOURSELF?” Doctor is now officially confused!

“I am sick of it. There’s nothing good in this world. All I see is crime and fraud. People dying and people killing. I have a good family and a fulfilling job, but I am not happy with how things are in this world!” Teresa clearing the confusion.

“I am glad you’re not a public speaker, because you can be influential but for all the wrong reasons! You’re the most negative person I’ve ever met! BUT, you’re not wrong!” Abdul is quite agreeing with someone who attempted suicide for no personal reasons at all!

Teresa smiled. For the first time in a long while! Smith smiled surprisingly, seeing Teresa smile assured him, he’s on the right track. All I have to do is, give her a different approach about life and make her see the good in the world. Just like in the movies.

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A Scam Called DREAM

A Poetic Rant.

Let Dreams be dreams.

Don’t let them scream.

It’ll be worse than it seems.

They put pressure on our hearts,

And are empowered to control what we want!

They ruin reality, 

And don’t let life be.

They ask us to hustle,

 And in the process, we even forget ourselves.

Dreams manipulate our needs into desire,

Before we know it, our greed burns up like raging fire.


Dreams tell us to work work work,

All work & no play, makes us dull dull dull.

Life would’ve been easier without the power of the subconscious mind,

Neuroscience would be less complicated, & brain exercises would’ve gotten more time!

With the power of imagination, the human race survived,

But “with great power comes great responsibility” , is an understated line!

This scam that our brain runs, is one of a kind!

“Dream big and achieve big”- is the fraud of the century,

You DO the hard work with an ambition and not a dream itinerary!!

The time spent on dreams and daydreams alone,

Is half-life of an average human being.

What’s good in wasting time on senseless scenarios, 

Where you’re your only team!


Dream to be a writer, painter, singer, dancer — sound like a dream !

Real life is the antidote to delusional realities.

We can achieve these ‘ambitions’ if we work hard & have the skills at heart,

But we can never win in life, if we keep pretending to be smart!

Be smart and let the dreams be dreams alone,

Don’t push yourselves so hard before you’re grown.

Dream-land is a nice escape from the troubles of the world,

Yet, only in reality, you can touch the ground from above.


Thanks for reading. Namaste.

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Quote Of The Day

Losing yourself is not easy and so isn’t finding yourself. Both the path collide at a point and if you know that it’s NOT the day to lose yourself, then you know, you’ve found yourself instead.