Absolutely True And So Beautiful To Realise.... Kindness Is A Legacy More Than A Try-hard Trait...

This is same as a prayer we used to do everyday in our school.... Reminds me of my good old days in previous school.

"Ye mat kaho khuda se ,

meri mushkilen badi hain.

Ye mushkilon se kehedo,

mera khuda bada hai."

Don’t tell the Creator about how great and overwhelming the tyranny of the world is — tell the tyranny of the world about how great and overwhelming the Creator is.

The kind of legacy I would want to leave...

Imagine you're a writer, and there are people scribbling in the margins of your books, underlining their favorite passages, leaving makeshift bookmarks between the pages (subway tickets, library receipts, handwritten notes), reading excerpts out loud to their friends and lovers or to themselves just to feel the words on their tongue, memorizing quotes and then copying them in their notebooks, daydreaming about your characters and excitingly speculating about what's going to happen to them in the sequel, writing reviews in their school newspaper.

will be shook, when you look at me now.

regained what you took, will be wondering how.

a page in my book, now i'm so over thou

my growth off the hook, you'll be takin a bow...

(Og)

The biggest yet the most painful thing one learns while growing up is that, Nothing Lasts Forever. Time flies, things change , people and places change and so do our relations with them.

Even in any sitcom , you see the cast not only bond on screen but also in real life. Yet , as years go by, they get busy and we hardly see them together. We are left, wondering, if they still matter to each other as much as they used to. What changed? In life, we learn, nothing ever doesn't change. And no matter how much it hurts our heart and makes us weep, we can't control it. The Art of letting go is mastered by few fortunate people. As for people like me ,I still get tears seeing the last season of Girl Meets World, realizing that thunder and lighting was not forever, time and distance came in between, something and everything changed. I get broken-hearted , keep wishing for their caste reunion and Happy Ending. But turns out, that's life.

No matter how much it sucks, each and every life any human lives, it is full of forevers turning to nevers...

Not expecting anything is the easiest way but the hardest thing to do, afterall , we are humans. Life goes on and We cant control all the changes. The only thing we can control is ourselves and our effort to keep relations alive and when times seems right, let go.

-mauli

i am maybe she.

and i wish to save her, badly.

for maybe she wouldnt stand.

another hit. another blow.

she might scatter in millions.

and dissolve.

in what they call, life.

-mauli

She was magnificent like that

She took the hits

She gathered the pain

And she weaved it into

Something beautiful

Something just like her

Yup, thinking the whole goddamn universe is what we crazy people do at night. Ideas, like the stars, that shine bright in our minds when it is dark.

What keeps you awake at the middle of the night? Coffee? Nah! Anxiety? No also. Random YT videos? Close. Writing ideas blossoming out of nowhere? Yup!!! Just imagining things, and constructing something at the back of my mind.

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Speak less, mean more

Sometimes the scenarios i make up in my head amaze me.

They are so beautiul, so dreamy, so perfect, so much *needed*, it makes my heart ache from the thought that they can never come true, not ever in the exact same dreamy manner as they do in my mind. I would never find that perrffectt person and never will those deliberate- indeliberate touches and talks and gazes and moments happen...

It leaves me longing and hopeless, I guess my expectations from life , at moments, become too far-fetched.

The only way out, to turn them into reality, is to-

write down the scenario,

develop a story that is actually comprehensible (paiinnnn),

write a novel,

knock doors of publishing houses,

get it published,

work to make it a bestseller,

become a filmwriter and director,

find a producer,

get external validation for script and find rest of the crew ;))

find the perfect music that goes with my fantasy,

find the handpicked perfect cast,

and make it into a adaptation movie.

(excuse the inaccuracy my process. i am not well acquainted with all this, at least not in this universe, but that is just how i imagine)

Then all my dreams *might* come true. Is it too much? or a bare neccesity for my dream to reality journey, i will never know i guess...

(this also totaly disrupts my path of pursuing STEM career, leaving another dilemma at my hand. Life just wouldnt stop being so *REAL*, now, would it ? :I Now my options are a) Reincarnation, b) discover multiverse and travel to the universe where i did write a novel and make a movie about it, by myself, and watch that.... arghh the things we do for the love of love )

this was just a thought, no self-emotions were hurt in this post (ok, maybe a few) (excruciating pain right in middle of heart, a major headache here and there.)

Why do some people make you sorry? Sorry, for ever speaking or thinking they are worth your time and energy...