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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.

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#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withdrawn from your savage.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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Come world, I dare you.

​Look at the flaws,

they scream and screech,

are they as loud

as my insecurities hiss ?

Hey world,

I am here now,

tell me with your brutal tongue,

what you once told me,

am I as limited as your narrow horrid mind ?

Can you see how infinite I am,

as I stand to not heed your ruthless voice,

but to make you listen to my rant ?

I’ve had enough of all the curveballs you could throw my way this past 2 decades,

I fell, got hurt, rose a thousand times, through the dirt,

there was remorse, there was still hope,

that one day, when no one stands for me,

I won’t feel so broke,

and I tell you,

that one day is now,

it’s here, 

so world,

I dare you to fight me the best you can,

this time I ain’t gonna back down,

this time I own my crown,

I own me,

I found my voice,

and I don’t need no one to stand with me,

because I learnt

being brave at heart,

is all I need to face your meaningless wrath.

Come now, and hit me square in my jaw,

I assure ,you will have an equal opposite reaction as Newton explained in his law,

So find my weakness and hit me hard,

I promise

I will come back to smash you with my Acing card.


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Dear Friend #3

For someone who is sweet lil girl, with a creative spirit. 

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Dear Friend #2

For someone who lost her family, for someone’s happiness snatched away from her.

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I’m better me than you .

​No. 

Now you listen to me.

Listen to my words,

I’ll give you clarity.

I may burn my hair or my soul,

I may change clothes sizes or my shape,

I may give you endless reasons for me to hate,

I may ask you to stay away,

or I may seek your presence in every day,

I may throw tantrums,

and swing by my moods,

I may sway today, and slay on my roof,

I may wear baggy hillarious pjs and look like a baboon,

or I may dress like so, you may think I was born in a magic salon,

I may talk less, but my thoughts shall always be loud,

in my head, there are a million sounds,

and if I choose to ponder on a few,

then please ! don’t always think,

it could be about you.

Because may be I’m better me than you.
#becausemaybeimbettermethanyou

#leeevibes

We often try to fit in, change and adapt and follow our ideal leaders so much, that we forget that we were not born to act like a carbon copy, we will fail miserably imitating someone else.

Let them be them . You can always respect that.

And respect yourself enough so you can accept what you are.

Because being you, is easy  , and natural and effortless and incredible.

Be genuine. Be you. Love yourself. 

Respect yourself and never oppress yourself when disrespected. Let those that make you feel lesser, know that you are fire honey, and you are enough. 

Take care of yourself.

Loving oneself and priding over oneself are two different things.

Love is not self obsession. Love is being kind and respectful towards oneself without putting others down.

Your self love should make others want to love themselves too, not make them hate themselves because of how you obsess over yourself and name it self love.

Love yourself selflessly .

Be kind hearted. Always.

Stay blest.

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For each breath is a gift.

Life ?

How’s it going ?

Definitely not like I imagined.

I had this vision. Study a professional course, have some years of experience and someday have my own office, my own cabin. Be the boss of my life. Earn and enjoy life, never once forgetting to thank God.

But that vision is lost in time. Now , I’m not sure what I once wanted is what I need at this hour.

I never once imagined me having a blog, being a writer, making pic quotes, writing a book, inspiring a few , connecting emotionally with many, and fighting the odds of racism, mental work harassments, and body shaming. 

I never imagined that I would see the truth about  the thing I very much once wanted, that it did not have the sparkle I had falsely seen in it. I’m not entirely sure where my happiness lies, at this moment.  Maybe it’s this phase of confusion, I need some much needed “Me time” to decide the route out of my crises.

There are tons of things we never imagined or thought of. Yet they happen to us. Tons of lessons we hoped we never would ever face, yet we become the victims, tons of cautions we undertake, yet the damage is done. Things that we can’t really control, things that throw us off our pendulum. So at unease, leaving us at a terrifying phase. 

And then, we sit to wonder , what did go wrong ? what were the mistakes?

Take enough me time. To delve more deeply into your own self, trying to understand what your life is , trying to understand the situations you face, if you can go through it, or if you have a way out, if you wish to take that way out ? or not? But in the first place if you want to go through it. A choice

A choice is what most often changes every chapter of our life. And sometimes these very choices end up with “what ifs ?” and “whys?” .

Could be a toxic relationship we chose to be in, or decided to break free of, that’s a chapter of love and break up. Pretty messy. 

What if you had chosen to never give it a chance in the first place ? 

There would be no messy chapter, no rough life lessons to learn about letting go and building yourself.

The immence growth that we see in us , after every changing sphere of our lives, is the maturity we are gifted, with the very life lessons that come from hurt, grief, missery, anxiety and broken trust, the very lessons we hope to never face. Yet we must . 

Have courage, to encounter such challenges that crush you time and again, no matter how excruciating the pain or the phase of hopelessness is. 

Because these are the very dawns to our days of victory. Victory over being our true brave mature self.

Fun and frolic is a very essential segment of our life, let not the burden of growth through painful encounters and crises, make you give up on finding growth through laughter.

Because as much as pain and crises tear us apart so we learn how to rebuild our selves from our ashes, so does laughter and happiness heal all our empty spaces.

We need a balance of both , happiness to air float and heal and feel gratuitous, and sadness to keep us grounded and hopeful, and understand the depths of life. 

Life is in those million mini seconds, where your heart squeezes with happiness at a baby laughing, where your eyes shed tears when you are mourning, where you can smile despite a chaotic phase, where you have and acknowledge the many things and people that add something of them to every of your days and nights. 

Life is in these zillion pieces, where you breathe, through the highs and lows, and often forget to  realise what a gift indeed it is to breathe, and stay alive.

Praise the Lord. Praise you Jesus.

Thank you lord, for saving and protecting my loved ones. Thank you for the gift of our lives.

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