A woman’s love is the most beautiful and a pious feeling . If it touches you once you will never forget her. Her glance, her eyes filled with anger which then washes away with tears, her fear on your absence, the constant care and her want to see at least a glance of you once in a day.
You miss every part of it when the feeling is just a memory. A beautiful memory you keep reminiscing and absorbing till your heart breaks into tears to want it back.
You cannot possibly imagine life without a woman who loves you the most.
Today… missing and cherishing every women in my life who have taught me to be a better version of myself. Love you all ❤️
Some days are meant to stir your emotional patience and make you look as if you are follower of Hitler. Is this really who I am or it’s just my another personality raging up from inside or is that real and this is fake. I am good I am bad and no matter how much I learn I will always be ignorant of who I really am…
They know it, they have seen it, the life most plainly. They nag you but not to tell how wrong you are but to let you know that you have time to change, don’t waste it.
Trembling bones, heavy breath and wobbly skin can only have a loving glance. No one can love you so much because they see you not as a person but as a life which they once had and time seems to tick for them.
They choose love over fear, calm over anxious, your one wrong deed doesn’t hurt them because they know the end and the way karma transcends.
Their loved ones might not be near but they be good friends with the ones near. Friends they wished they had when they were young and now realisation that they were the only friend of themselves.
They might be lonely but they will pick the fallen ones and give a shoulder because they know how it feels. They will speak their hearts out and we might term them crazy but how crazy are we within….
It’s the life you know, young and old are two facts well known ,
Life is beautiful live every moment to the heart’s core…☺️
15/6/2021 the first day of my school being a teacher. A sense of achievement, a sense of pride since I always adored ‘some’ of them back in my school days. But the actual reason would be a school teacher in my child’s school who made me feel that if I want a change in the teaching system I better be a part of it.
So here I am all geared up, hopeful that I do bring a change and not just go with the herd. Kids are really like wet clay they shape the way you mould them… hope I mould them good into a brighter version of themselves.
It’s online this year too and looking at a class of 30 in a small screen is difficult but trying ways to cope up and give 100% attention to each since they need it more.
After almost an year of home schooling this would be slightly difficult but change is always better. I think we humans are built in transformers we adapt to any difficult situations and strive to be our best and this COVID may make seem living normal impossible but we will prove it that if we can create it we can destroy it too.
The shower sprinkled its warmth on my eyes and I could feel the cuddle. My soul relaxing and dreaming about the happy place not far but just a step away and I am ready to leap over.
The conscious mind flirting with my romantic one said “Not now… an hour just passed your ass” and I turn around.
My face faced the window and it is slightly open. I glared at it and suddenly it caught my eye.
A limping lizard! and my heart skipped a beat. I lifted the wiper and tried to put it out of the window. “Tuk tuk” I slowly banged the window screen to shoo it away. Slowly, because who would want a lizard to get upset and jump right on you!
It moved.. It was without a tail and though I felt little bad, I very much wanted it to go away.
I kept knocking on the screen of the window and it slowly moved away.Alas! it finally jumped out.
And when I thought everything was over I am standing with the window wide open. The creepiest chill went through me and I hurried up to close the window.
On the fence there seemed to be a witness to all the cleavage, luckily it was a cat! who gave me a ‘I have seen better’ look and even if it did hurt… I couldn’t answer him back.