Second That

Second that🙌🙌🙌

It sounds ironic, but the moment you stop filtering everything you say and do and stay true to yourself instead of trying to fit in and make people like you, you'll see such a shift in your social life. On the one hand you'll see who you clash with, and on the other hand you'll see that people are more likely to approach you because they see how genuine you are, which makes it easier for them to know if they want to be friends with you (or not). The scariest part of being who you are is finding out who won't like you for it, but the best part is finding genuine friendships with people who like you for you, and that's so worth it.

I was once told, that when someone leaves one place to reach another, it is our collective responsibility to make sure they leave in peace because journeys are the best and worst phases of our lives. Journeys are filled with uncertainties, people are alone, ways are haphazard, accident prone and there is high probability of them getting lost. Both literally and metaphorically. So, while it is not possible for us to accompany everyone in their journey, it is definitely feasible to make sure they leave with a smile.

The worst mistake one can make as a human is not keep backup of everyone in their life.

Argue with me over the beauty of old pictures. I find nothing more beautiful than those still evidences of moments, that hold so much story behind. They don't just capture scenes, but also the warmth the hearts held while someone smiled huge at the camera. The fact that when you look at them now, you feel the same emotions you did while those pictures were captured. Like a virtual time travel, that needs no complicated technology.

It's a four walled structure standing tall, and unpainted. I have a marker in my hand, and write each and every name that enters through that single door. Some names, big, highlighted, underlined. Some names, small, insignificant and dull. Each name though makes its place on the walls. But it is a canvas for the name, not the home to name bearers. It is my place to grow, with my walls covered with influences from a variety, not their overwhelming presence inside.

Sometimes,

the life I live in my words,

feels safer than my own.