Attachment and Memories

When I think of an item I am attached to, I don’t have a distinct thing that comes to my mind. All through out my life I have cherished many small, seemingly insignificant things (to others). It could be something as simple as the mini shells I collected on the shore of the beach, small notes that friends sent me during classes, the pens I wrote my last school exams with. All of these things hold such beautiful memories for me. I think those were the days that I was truly happy and everytime I see them it brings back those emotions.

Since I have attachments to so many small items, all of those memories (those items) have been kept in two shoes boxes which have been ideally named ”My Box of Memories” (part 1 and part 2). Everytime I’ve had to relocate, my boxes of memories have moved with me carrying in them those precious days where all was right with the world!

Daily writing prompt
Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?

Travelling on a Lie

Well my parents would disagree but my best ever road trip was when I lied to my parents and then hit the road with my friends. We rented a car and the guy who was the designated driver for the trip didn’t have his license cause it was confiscated by the police on an earlier stop (it may have been an accident). And the rest of us either didn’t have a license or never took a car on the main road.

But the whole ride was fun! My driver friend loved racing the car and boy do I love going over the speed limit. We went on hairpin turns uphill and downhill which was amazing! Yes we were rattling in the passenger seats and thank God we didn’t eat a lot before we started the trip. We played music in full volume and rolled down the windows and enjoyed the wind going through our hair. We may have not spent a lot of money or visited a lot of places but to me it will always remain part of my core memory.

Where it may have not have been right to lie and go for the trip but I have also come to realize the memories we make in secret are the ones we cherish the most!

Daily writing prompt
Think back on your most memorable road trip.

Goodbye to 2023

Another year has gone by.. I guess everyone reminiscences the whole year at the last day of the year. This year by definition has been a whirlwind for me. The year started with so much joy. I was living alone in my own home. A place that I could be my lazy, boring and introvert self. I could sit all day and do nothing and the icing on the cake no judgement at all. The remainder of the year may not have been ideal. Lots of challenges between faith and self love.

Am I happy today? Not Really… Am I still breathing? Definitely! I think this year taught me to keep hoping. I want so many things to change in my life. Maybe this time it will actually happen. Step by Step I will get there. I will make plans and I may even fail but I will never stop planning. I may not get everything I hope for but I am betting on the idea than the more shots I take, one, sooner or later will hit the target.

And I know that I am not the only one struggling and there are people with much bigger issues than me. All I can do is say a prayer for courage and hope to all.

Long Life, not for Me

It may sound morbid or dark. But I don’t look much into the future. I never had long-term goals. It may be because I always think of worst case scenarios and since I have lived through a couple of them I don’t know how long will I last against them.

Short life, making the maximum people in my life happy. Maybe give them some cherished memories to hold on to. Be the reason that someone smiled today.

If I ever do consider a long life, it would mostly be in solitude with all my affairs in order with a will to fulfill any obligations that would occur after I die. That way, the people who love me can move along with their life with the most minimal disruption.

But to those who see a long life for themselves, I admire you and I hope one day I too can start dreaming of the future.

Daily writing prompt
What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?

Accepting Myself

Like many others, my biggest challenge has always been to accept myself. I have never given myself the benefit of doubt. If self criticism was a crime I would live the rest of my life behind bars. I used to wake up with the thoughts that I am not good enough and that I don’t deserve the good things in life. Through out the day the feelings continued to build over small things that would seem insignificant to others. I have always been my worst bully. I took two bouts of depression and recovering from thoughts of self harm for me to finally give myself some slack. The war with myself is ongoing, I may not win everyday but I think I have learnt to keep fighting. My faith in the Power greater than me has kept me from staying down and today I try to give others the courage to accept themselves and to keep fighting.

Daily writing prompt
What are your biggest challenges?

My Secret Haven

I think its always something a person who loves to read dreams of. When I think on the perfect space, its always been the same. A nice loft tucked away behind a secret door with ceiling to floor windows and a skylight. With a wall of multiple rows of moving book shelfs and a nice cozy sofa bed on the other end with a fold away table. I also imagine a small balcony with a tea table and a cozy basket chair to sit and read when the weather is pleasant. This could be a stretch but I also would not mind a small kitchen nook to make quick snacks and coffee. For me, that would me a perfect piece of heaven.

Daily writing prompt
You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?

Time

Some would call me cliche. But for me, when a person makes time for me in their day makes me feel special. I am inherently an introvert, so I don’t like meeting up with a lot of people. However, I find it most fulfilling to listen to my friends talk about their day, I love seeing the people I love happy. I am most grateful for the people who share their moments with me. Even if its just their silence and we just sit together and breathe I can feel the calmness and care surround me.

Daily writing prompt
What is the greatest gift someone could give you?

My Sister

She was always a sister but more of my mother. My mother was the typical disciplined loving mom but my sister was the fiercely protective mom. She was a kid herself but that never stopped her from protecting me from people or situations who hurt me. She has taught me to love others despite who they are and to fight for myself. She taught me to stand up for things that I want and though she gave up on lot of her dreams she never let me give up on mine.

Daily writing prompt
Who are the biggest influences in your life?

Life a prolonged Moment

Here is a short note on life … hilarious it seems today. One really wonders was goes through the mind of a eleven year old. Suppose it was an attempt on being philosophical. Maybe even trying to be a little positive..

What if Life was less than a moment
What if emotions ended in a glowering second
What if a a song ended in a blink of an eye
What if the wind dies out before it came
What if relationships are destroyed just after it is born
What if light become darkness at the next hour
What if we loose all our things in just a moment of thought
What if we live life as it comes rather than losing it in the thought of what is to come
Life is a gift once lived can never be retrieved
Live each moment as it comes to you

Heart ache

When you are a kid the worst thing that can happen would be breaking up with your best friends. We get so attached to people who were strangers. That on one day when they just say things that are so mean we wither a little.

I was a very emotional person, the first time I fought with my “best” friend I fell apart. This short note was written amidst flowing tears and a hand wrapped around my mouth to stifle the noise of crying. When I think of it today I wonder to myself – How could I have been that naive? Anyways, I got over that and many more worst situations. Glad that I made it.

WHEN ONE’S HEART ACHES

When one’s heart aches what can they think,
what can they tell, what can they shed nothing at all…
When a person heart breaks it shattered into a million pieces,
just one hit, yet no sound is heard..
When one’s heart is stabbed a million times the wound deepens but is noticed by none.
It happens in just a second but nobody knows.
When a person loses all hope,
When living has no meaning,
When dying makes no sense,
When emotions die out,
When positivism is replaced by negativism,
When love has gone away.
When loneliness grabs you,
When silence surrounds you,
When happiness is replaced by grief,
When you think it will never be your day,
When memories taunt you,
When ambitions scare you,
When dreams tear you,
When one’s heart aches..

A time when you only think about this world.
A time when the Lord stands so near,
Waiting for you to turn to Him.
When the love of God captures you,
When you know you can live on,
When you realize the life isn’t bad.
When you know that, He is there to help you at a turning or crossroad.
When the lost smile returns in a while,
When He lifts you from the pit of misery,
When He gives His happiness to you as a gift.
When a one’s heart aches, He must run to God and not to human fraud.
Dear Lord, lead me, mould me and teach me Your ways.
Help me forget all of my sadness,
With You I get forever gladness,
May I be forever happy with You even if my heart aches..