All posts by Leandra Rodrigues

:) :P ............... this is my journey with words that magically flow through me… my mind.. my thoughts.. my feelings… my experiences… “Life is a beautiful journey that never ends if you decide TO LIVE despite all the hardships” - Leandra Rodrigues WORDS are immortal…they forever live.. even if I die.. I wish to leave behind a trail of my magic.. that may or may not inspire you.. but nevertheless.. I’ll always be grateful for this gift….

Dear Ocean

I know how it feels to rush across the shore,
to break into waves,

to splash and splatter,

and swallow the ground,

to be drowned in chaos,

and musical sounds,

to feel uneasy in the scorching sun,

and yet to gush through the blackened nights,

to crash across rocks a million times,

and still never stop.
There is beauty in your depths.
Much love,

Lea.

(This painting is made by me.)

Sometimes.

And sometimes life will take you to paths forbidden, paths you never wished to walk,

paths unknown, paths with steep slopes and dangerous rocks,

Sometimes you will assume that you are doomed, and God has been unfair, 

Sometimes you fail to see that the path you took wasn’t what you wanted, but needed to be who you are.

Each different direction life takes us and we act rigid to accept, adapt and change, 

Each time the wrong which feels too very wrong, 

has something right about it hidden in its depths,

something about finding yourself,

something about learning to love one self,

something about learning who you are,

how much you can take,

and how brave you can be,

These directions take us through the furnace and through the meadows,

sometimes we get so used to the furnace, the grill, the burns, that accepting the meadows feels alien.

and sometimes the meadows feel like home and the furnace like a never ending prison.

Everyone at some point, has this fluctuation.

You go through all that you go through to rise through it and become something even more wiser than before. 

The refusal to change and act rigid is the process of denial. Snap out of it. You can’t escape the paths. 

Some of us are so cautious, that we plan every day of our lives. Mind you the inevitables and paths that you need to take work through a divine plan and will find a way over and above your plans. 

Call it fate, destiny, karma or God… For me it’s God.

Life is preplanned by God, but is an unknown present to us. The present where we breathe is NOW, unwrapping the gift, parts we love, parts we like, parts we hate, parts we deny. But all of it hidden, known and unknown; liked , loved or hated, or denied, is life. 

Accept what it is, for this will help you accept you. Rigidity to accept life tantrums will slower your process of being you. 
Have a good day.

Her love.

Her love was an ocean,

serene, gushing, trembling, rushing, 

Her love was incapable 

of sensing wrong from right,

Her love was uncanny

unconditional, her heart open to uncompensable smites,

Her love was laughter in those drastic storms,

Her love was lusting for understanding deep and warm,

Her love was compassion, endless chances 

to righten wrong ,

Her love was the very poison,

that squelched her  & cornered her into abjection.

And yet, when all failed her,

and she ameliorated from the overwhelming clamor,

Her love sustained & renewed her soul’s armour.

Her love which sought to go directions , all went,

now is seeking ways to make amends,

coming back to what was once empty,

Rustling inside her , like a spring of hustling confetti.

#15 Her_thoughts 

They said….

she was a mere bookworm on the sidewalk.

she couldn’t ever be a Cinderella in a play.

she could act like a man just fine in a live crib.

her duskiness, was a dismay.
I say…

She wasn’t meant to fit your lowest estimates.

She wasn’t a choice for you to make.

She was caramel, make no mistake,

sweet, rich, delightful and arrogant to venomous hissing snakes.

Her sidewalks, was where you stood criticising,

Her road, was a journey,

from what you doubted,

to what she had trouble accepting.

And that acceptance,

is love for herself,

withdrawn from your savage.

She wasn’t ever meant to fit in Ella’s shoes,

She was meant to hold her crown,

much higher than your cursed life cage

#leeevibes

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#loveself

Carpet of wrong turns.

Hidden carpet of wrong turns ,

take me to the skies,

lead me on , beyond the ways

I couldn’t pass by.

Hear me out, oh Wrong turns!

don’t make my life a lie,

I chose you over 

all that life offered without any spite.

You were so tempting and conniving

Oh Wrong turns!

I was Eve , you – the Serpent,

You bit me, you hissed,

even my tears I risked,

I lost a lot, Oh wrong turns !

Your carpet holds the dead remains,

you snatched away, you gnawed at me,

you left me brutally mundane,

I repent though, Oh carpet of wrong turns!

I repent not thinking wise,

but the lessons you gave,

you made me so brave,

I’m starting to believe, I can rise.

Flying through you , oh carpet of wrong turns !

I’m learning to live my life,

And so now when I choose the right,

I remember how you taught me

from wrongs how to reach out into the light,

So hidden carpet of wrong turns,

within me you reside,

take me over and above my fears,

help me build my might in this fight.

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Choices that we think are wrong. Or have wronged us, in some way or the other, aren’t actually wrong .

There is something right in them. Look harder and someday you shall see what I meant.

I have learnt far more better certain amazing things about life deeply through my wrong turns. No , there wasn’t just once I was wrong, I’ve been wrong a great many times, but I’ve learnt something always and made sure to be wise.

But sometimes it’s not about being wise or practical or living how you are expected to, sometimes it’s about intuition, it’s about feeling something right in the moment, these situations may be right for that moment and wrong in all other, but that doesn’t mean , it’s wrong entirely. For the moment it was created, that choice you made was meant to be, whether wrong or right, everything is fated, it is bound to happen, one way or the other, whatever we choose to live with or depart from, essentially is a part of a much bigger beautiful plan by our God.

So dear there, don’t feel disheartened about being wrong, or choosing wrong , stop feeling disappointed, repent though, work hard to forgive yourself and seek forgiveness where needed, work harder to understand the depths of the lessons hidden in this carpet of wrong turns.

As humans it is pretty normal for us to fall prey to it, don’t be too hard on yourself though, 

learn to let go of this carpet when it’s time, 

learn to heal, 

learn to feel that things happen and life stops for no one. 

Move dear, move forward, 

move into the light that awaits , 

whether right or wrong, you will find a way. 

Stay hopeful. Stay blest.

Much love. 

Dear Future Husband #15

 Honey….

Yesterday was a rough day.

I wonder how was yours.

Yesterday I had not many words to fill a blank page, was way too drained and sad . And I wanted something nice to say.

I did hope this #illustration of us that was done yesterday, speaks to you someday.

Hahah! Please don’t mind me looking elsewhere & not at you😉😊…..

I love dancing, mostly ball room, and usually my bro is my perfect partner, but the times he’s not around, I miss dancing, so I avoid parties, maybe one of those possible places fate could help us meet. 

But since I’m gonna be sticking to my chair even when there’s crazy music, I don’t turn up to such parties.

Apart from dancing, my well wisher pointed out that it would be so wonderful to actually meet you someday and realize that you have indeed read all of my letters all along. 

But that’s just wishful thinking or would that be a wonderful possibility?

I know I will meet you love, even if this wait will be months or years, but when we are destined by the Almighty we shall meet.

It scares me you know, this dating thing, because I don’t want to invest in someone who’s not you. 

Because there’s alot at stake. Emotions, feelings, time, understanding, patience, compromise, sacrifices, prayers….. and so on.

I want to invest all that in you. Someday, when we click, and if you ask for my heart, I will gladly give it to you, because by then , I’ll know, you’ll be the key to help me rebuild and become even more of a woman who belongs to herself first.

The pressures of the society or even family, at times , makes me feel weird, will I be forced to choose ? And if I do, will that be you ?

How will I ever know , love ? There are so many doubts, so many fears.

I’ve been raised by such amazing parents who have never once fallen out of love, their love is the very strength that binds our family together.

Will our love be the ship on which we shall proudly sail towards eternities ?

They say the soul knows who it wants ? And since you shall be my soulmate someday, will your soul recognize mine ?

I wonder love. I only can wonder.

I leave my worries about you in the hands of our match maker.

For he knows, who’s heart I can cherish and who can treasure mine.

I hope and pray dearly beloved, that you are having the most amazing time of your life. May you think of me, as I think of you. 

Haven’t met, yet to meet. Isn’t that a beautiful mysterious  fact of our lives ?

I will wait, my love. I don’t urge you or God to let you come soon. I pray that when you turn up, I am ready to accept you and welcome you, from that day on for forever thereafter.

Stay blest. Stay safe for me. 

For He knows our time will be in His time.

Until next letter,

And until God plans our eternity,

Your favorite dancing partner to be,

Your love.

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Lil drops of paint.

Do you know 

what a few drops of paint could do ?

It could paint your canvas anew!

Toss it over,

and move your hands,

add a few designs, textures and don’t plan,

let it flow, 

your thoughts finding paths

on blank pages and canvas,

Fall in love ,

with every sprinkle,

every dip,

every hue and shade,

as you create,

let yourself be filled with wonder,

there’s no imperfection,

there’s no blunder,

if you let yourself not hesitate but wander, 

in this lil space you created,

a place to be ,

in a moment so isolated ,

very much real,

very much true,

as you understand 

alil more deeply 

the joy of the greatest creator

who made you.
#leeevibes

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