Moths and flowers

Lies have always been powerful, they tend to form thick layers of manipulated and alluring visions upon your fine, rational thought process. Lies are told with a forceful purpose to seduce the light that seeks truth in you, while 37 trillion cells in your body are yearning to learn what a lie fetches you, There's that 1 cell that will force you to not believe in the false. I urge you to discover it and listen to the voice of that 1 cell that speaks on the behalf of your intellect, The one cell that shields your wisdom from being corrupted, the one cell of intuition which speaks volume.

This might approach you as a piece of information that threatens the hope in you but trust me, that untouched faith needs to be threatened. Hold onto it until you finishes. It needs you. The hardest truth to swallow is that you can do all the right things that are there to do and still end up wrong. The universe has its own puzzling ways of doing things. It’s cold and unjust outside. You can go out of your way to help a stranger, why? Just because it feels humane and universe will send you someone who will rip you to shreds, why? Just because they like the sensation of it. You can go around healing every wound you come across, leaving your light in every soul you come in contact with and you will be sent a person who will extract the sparkle out of you. You can pour endless righteousness into them because you never run short of it and after pouring when you’ll look at them they will look you in the face and tell you pretty lies. You can mend as much as you feel like and t...

You want to speak your heart out but the nonexistence of their intentions to comprehend the theories of your heart makes you withhold every sentence dripping with sensations; sentiments that were craving the presence of a listening ear. You repress every expression, every phrase that needs to be told aloud, you do it every time because the person who's unable to lend a listening ear is the one who matters, you do it because you know your clauses can wait. Here's to you, it's not your requirement, it's about those words. They demand to be heard, right there regardless of the larger than life status that person holds for you. You suppressing the mighty expressions those have the potential of turning a life around for a person who is potentially capable of flipping his back, is a sad thing.

They crave for that sense of security. They want minimal struggle for their children. They want to save us, shield us, cover us. They want zero fingers pointing at us. They want to take pride in us, they want to raise their suppressed voice, look at the world right in the eye and claim 'Ye mera beta hai' Good grades, government jobs are just destructive demands to ensure something priceless. Their love is of the best breed there exists, but things like love and parenting are not supposed to be practiced like that.

Never let yourself settle for something less and ordinary. You're another special person who've the power to turn it all around , to write history , to be an inspiration to countless. IT'S ALL IN YOU , A PURPOSE IS SEEKING YOU. RECIPROCATE. The day you'll feel the overwhelming feeling of being different , being more and above than others you'll hold on. You won't ever let that feeling abandon you because I've known it and the inexplicable happiness it grants is very addictive. It's only when you'll FEEL IT YOURSELF AND YOUR BODY WON'T GET ENOUGH OF IT.  It's just an adrenaline rush and it's INTENSE. You'll stop being average because you discovered the special in you that awaited your acknowledgement since forever. This is not the only way but a forcible one. 

Home is a place , a sufficient piece of land with sufficient capabilities to store innocent smiles , honest laughters , playful fights and apologetic kisses. And this can't be bought , with any form of diamond. This is made by swallowing words , restraining steps and prioritizing some people above than our stubborn selves. A house can be bought and it's just a geometrical piece of land with tints varying from bumblebee yellow to emerald green that continues beaming no matter the crumbled state of happiness inside it. Whereas a home shatters as the contentment and serenity starts retracing their footsteps from that building. Your intellect and brainpower lays the foundation for an astounding house and your empathy , benevolence , agreeableness and compassion lays the foundation of a happy home. The former is tough , to master skills is tough ; to earn is tough but the latter is tougher , it's harder to retain love and shield warmth.

The saying time heal all wounds is apparently not true. Time doesn't heal all the wounds or more specifically some wounds are too deep and sunk to be healed by anyone/anything let alone time. No power , no affection and no degree of love can heal them. They gets fade , the pain lessens eventually with layers of moments and weight of life , they shifts on a lower level as the heavy smiles and the forward phenomenon called life happens. Some wounds get lost in the skin and some lays in the corner of our head with dust of pained visuals on them and the remaining ones invariably rambles in the ruins of our soul only to keep coming back with the fond memories they were originated from , you see they never completely abandons us and we endures all the ache and learns to live with it because  'time’ - the most strongest power fails miserably in healing some of them.

What makes someone larger than life?  That someone's ability to fill gaps created by life ; when that someone makes you feel complete by his mere presence. When he has a mother's selfless love for you, a father's firm support , changing tones and rude accent , a brother's soundless shield and a sister's playful fights. When that someone have a family inside him for you in disguise , when he makes life unchallenging and snatches agony from you obstinately. When that someone's presence is the lone reason that the pieces of you remain intact. When that someone eliminates the selfish in you and replaces it with the parts that shines the brightest in you. Without expecting anything in return except your broad smiles and carefree nods.

These things, people often fail to appreciate but only till they realize it has the potential to turn a life around. A listening ear. An honest compliment. A kind word. A genuine smile. Contagious laughter. Shoulder to lean on. A hand of reassurance. Silver skies and golden mornings. Vintage music. Barefoot prayers.

Your soul is gold and your aura is pure, so if they wonder why you didn’t chase them. Hear me because they’re not true, not a true friend not a true lover.  True love and true companionships will come finding a woman like you, you attract true and you’ll know if their energy is real even at its lowest.  The stardust in your veins will recognize truth even if it’s gray because you know the truth, it doesn’t glitter and shine, it empowers. 

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