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The Sun again

Whenever I am deprived of hope,

blinded by the daylight run;

are the times I lost my way,

I throw my head back and look at the sun ,

which fills the glitter in my eyes again.

At times dark ,when I used to brood,

with the moon at the edge of the nightfall ;

and hope too far away to be found.

I think of the dawn that's sure to come , with my sun rising up to spread the light around...

(19.5.2020)

I saw you dreaming,

wishing with your

hands held high,

reaching for the stars

as if their light

belonged to you,

and I loved you then.

Just found it at the time in my life where i was asking myself, "why isnt my life and ME normal? Why cant i be carefree and reckless and ignorant for once!?" Here, my inspiration just gave me the answer...

“No one is remembered for being normal.”

— Albert Einstein

In pursuit of peace and perfection, in pursuit of power and progression. In pursuit of gratitude and growth, in pursuit of wisdom and warmth. In pursuit of life and it's meaning, in pursuit of God's grace and it's healing In pursuit of endless dreams and broken stars, in pursuit of an eternal remedy for ,all my scars. In pursuit of care and respect. In pursuit of love perhaps. Little did I ever know, that in these endless pursuits of life itself, I would find all the answers, in you.

-mauli

This is a piece I wrote in Dec.2019, and means a lot to me, when a girl named Priyanka Reddy was raped and brutally murdered in Hyderabad and it shook the whole nation, once again.

may be triggering to some

Today I cry,

tomorrow I'll weep,

for someone is always left to cry

in the world I sleep.

Someone is raped, someone is murdered.

It's shame , it shakes .

When someone already is curdled,

is when people wake.

Some blame them, some blame us.

But who's to say

that it falls on all of us ,

the blame, to raise the greys.

So, today I cry ,

for the sake that's deep.

Frightened by this hell ,I am,

a girl, in the world they sleep.

-mauli

My 1st confession-blr, just some stuff I have been going through that might be relatable, to I guess someone.

(No self hate, just some thinking out loud and blabber,ig)

Stuff's pretty miserable. I don't feel good. I don't even know how I feel, I guess its loneliness even though I do have lovely people around...I literally don't know...

Started to feel like there is something wrong w/ me. My circle is not one which resonates with me, I still love them but no one is ever "just there for me". 17 ,and still don't have a "bff" other than my sister and mother. My cousins aren't a fan of me either, have one who is my same age but still matches "vibes" with my younger sister. We were great 2 yrs ago but...

I try so hard to be nice to people, yet I see people effortlessly happy, I wonder why I make any extra effort, no one has to, they get on fine without thinking much. Sometimes I feel sick of feeling so much and not being able to cry.

Things which give me happiness like writing or reading novels or photography or nerding out on cosmology etc., I can't do any of it without being guilt stricken every singe minute. Even as I write this I realize I need to complete my Chemistry notes and physics assignments and practice math, afterall its 12th grade, the LIFE DECIDING YEAR... but I seem to do neither hard work for 12th marks nor extra stuff I like.

Sometimes, when I like ,sit down to think, I feel like I'm a no-one sitting in middle of nowhere , meaning nothing to anyone except my family and teachers. I AM REPLACEABLE. The worst thought... I am not an indispensable part of anyone's life other than my family (which is obvious I guess + cuz they are lovely coping up with me)...

No, I don't hate myself. I love myself. I just am at a phase where nothing is moving...All still...and in that stillness, I feel... not very happy.

I wished so much after I came out of 10th, but my life has been nothing but monotonous...

The people I thought were a gift to me, turns out I don't matter that much to them, and I feel guilty of expecting too much. Still, I wonder, is it too much to expect some kind of care or support from people who claim to be yours? Maybe, it is.

Ahhhh perfect and pure fantasy of love ✨💜

jazz music is just so great and romantic like yes just spin me around and dance with me in the kitchen while sinatra croons on the shitty radio we own and just love me love me love me

Growing up in this world is strange.

As people get older,

friends become the family they choose,

and family-by-birth?

well, it starts to come second to everything.

It grows apart.

It becomes stranger.

Strangers, whom we aren't responsible for,

whom we don't wish to understand,

whos presence start to make us feel embarrassed.

And relatives, oh, the biggest villains of us GenZs.

They make our lives miserable, they lower our self esteem, they gossip a LOT!

Really? Hmmm,

Well, were they the villains when they clapped for you while you had two left feet?

Were they the worst, when they gave you gift money as blessing every time they saw you?

Were they the gossipers when they spread smallest of your success in whole wide world?

Yeah, growing up here is strange,

Where Strangers become family ,

And family...

It becomes too much to handle...

-mauli

Absolutely true and so beautiful to realise.... Kindness is a legacy more than a try-hard trait...

You know what I love about good people? Somewhere some stranger in this world remembers them solely because of a simple kind act they did. What a beautiful legacy to leave in someone’s head. That they deserve kindness because once, a complete stranger was kind to them.