Desire

It's almost end of the year. And as  I take a look back at it,  I realize  the importance of every tiniest of the thing that happened to me.  I have always believed that  " everything happens for a reason and at the perfect time " .  But during bad days ; I even wish I knew the reason and even wondered if there will ever be a perfect time.  It is said that one should forget  about the bad time, once it is done with. But I would like to add  words to it - "Forget about the bad time, once it is done with. But never forget what it taught you."  Not every day is a fairy tale nor is it a nightmare.  Just a different thought and experience.  Over the year, I was also fortunate to have beautiful (inside out) humans around me.   Blessed enough to have additions to the list of people who adore me, respect me for who I am.   And also thankful to the ones   who have stayed with me.     Towards the end o...

It's ironic how your lips don't touch when   you say "touch"; but they touch when you say "separate". Maybe that tells us that touch and separation isn't something which is strictly physical. Touch is a feeling. Touch is solace! When eyes make contact,souls get connected deeper into the roots.That's touch. When your heart wrenches on hearing a saddening thing, that's touch. When a mother gets happy tears for her child,that's touch.The invisible bond between souls keep us in "touch". Maybe separation is just not about  being apart. Separation can be defined as being physically apart but mentally connected. No matter how physically apart we grow,we are always connected to people through the memories . And that's touch even when physically separated. There are times when you wander off even in the company of someone.You feel the touch physically but you are disconnected emotionally.The bond no longer persist...