fortheSoul

 How beautiful is this word: RELY. To rely and to be able to be relied upon is one of the most wonderful feelings in this universe, I believe. We all love, but we are also scared of it, scared of how we may overburden someone with it, or be overburdened with someone’s love. To love means to let go, but to let go is tough, it is difficult to not expect and to just be. Isn’t it? At least I found it so, thinking how can I just let go of it all and be; and if I am mindful of it I am lost in the calculations of the same. Calculations are a spiral, aren’t they? Is this enough, or maybe too much, I hope it isn’t too soon, or maybe I am taking time and what not. It is a never-ending debate in the mind, a conversation with no conclusion and more importantly such a draining one. So how am I supposed to love and be there in that bliss is what I always asked myself. I am a giver, but to categorize and give in proportions makes me lose myself. How can I love and not lose myself? How...

  The Wildflower and the Butterfly. Picture Cr: Google images   In the middle of nowhere, in the chaos of life and amidst all the so many other things I found you, my oasis. You were my oasis in this big world, a safe haven, my abode, my grandma. I believe we were destined to find our way to each other at a point where silently our worlds started getting isolated. We were not lonely, but we started to feel unrelatable to others, with our own fights, our own battles in that moment, no matter how big or small they seem today, those battles meant a lot then. We grew closer naturally and I think that gave us strength to face our battles head on. Your wisdom and my youth are what we lent each other, that was our barter to rely on each other through days or nights that felt endless. We were surely under the same roof ever since I was born, but we were strangers until we did find each other.   You had this shield of strength around you that most couldn’t see th...

  Like a wall, you stood there strong and tall for me always. Like a tree, you gave me shelter and protection always. It is strange that none of us like to say it out loud, but dad you are the love of my life. In our silences, we have shown our love, in our smiles we have shown our joy. I’m grateful, there are bits of me that are like you, I’m grateful that in some ways I carry you. I am you, in ways I already know of and so many that I am not aware of, what a beautiful bond. Thank you, dad, for letting me tumble, letting me fall and letting me know that I need to carve my path with you alongside. P.C. Soosh You are my lighthouse dad, always standing tall and looking out for me, No matter how bad the storm is, no matter how strong the winds are, no matter what, you’ve been there. Words can’t describe what we share and what we’ve built, but all I can tell you today is: Let us share the love through our silences, let us show the care though our actions and now, ...

  There is a certain period of stillness that comes in life, this stillness comes around after it's all the happened . This stillness is what confuses you, makes you think whether you’ve done things right, or what went wrong, or could you have done something better and a zillion other things. To dream I believe is easy, at least for me it was and still is, dreaming is easy, dreaming is hopeful, dreaming is strength and it brings along a beautiful kind of grace around you . You glow differently. Once you have a dream, once you know what you are doing and slowly notice that you are moving towards your dream, the rest falls into place. There's no other way it could have happened for you, don’t forget you worked for it, every bit of it and yes, there has been this period of stillness that maybe was for too long and made you forget all about your hard work. But this still doesn’t scope out the fact that you, yes you did everything. It was you who put in the very last ounce ...