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So 3 things about me....Let's see:

I am 17yr old Indian girl

2. i love taking pictures of the sky

3. I am OBSESSED with every form of creative writing, be it poetry, essay, story, ballads, songs, shayaris etc. i am obsessed.

btw this is my first ever ask, so thanks for that! :D

"Life is a series of random events that happen between birth and death.."

They said. They said out of utter innocence... Or maybe ignorance.

'Random' is when something SEEMS chaos.

Seems...

'Random' is when we can't understand or find a pattern, that satisfies our human brain.

But one day just

Stop. And observe .

Observe the tiniest bits,

instead of seeing the big picture,

look at the fine details.

That is when , you'll see.

In the mind of God

this world was created.

Nothing is random here.... Just so intricate ,

it is hard to comprehend .

But just try, and you'll realise ,

that it is not cliché

to say that ,

Everything happens for a reason ,

cuz it does.

Some butterfly, flapping its wings in any meadow in Australia,

can cause a hurricane in Africa and we'll never know.

not like it means to or even realises it can ,

but it can .

Why do i write ?

Why am i even here?

Maybe in hope.

Maybe in desperation.

Maybe is anticipation.

Maybe because I'm a little tired every now-and-then.

Maybe because i dream of being heard, just a little, for once.

Maybe i wish, that at least someone would hear a tiny piece of my soul here, and in all anonymity, not judge me for once.

Maybe someone would read me, and not get sad, and not feel guilty, and not feel sorry, and not worry ,just be there.

Maybe that's why this scribbling is sacred. Maybe that's why i keep coming back. Maybe the insecurities i never used to have, maybe my suddenly empty social life, maybe the creepy monotony hands me my pen.

To blurt out a little and to breathe a little. Maybe that's why i write.

Maybe to live a little.

Maybe.

-mauli

Haircut thoughts, felt like sharing

Yesterday, me and my sis went to get a haircut after 2 long years. I was sitting there as my sis got her hair chopped down and noticed a guy sitting beside her.

He had been there before we came in and left just before us - when both my sis and me were done. He just sat there and got a freaking makeover in all the possible ways. I personally don't like spending time in salons just to look good but that's just me, he liked it and did it and I was like yeah , you go boy! *Me feeling guilty for even noticing ,as this should be normal*

The guys who pamper themselves, who get facials and spend 2hrs in a salon getting everything done to look good, I feel they are truly open-minded. They don't care if people say "why is he spending so much time to look good? He is a guy! Such a girl thing to do!". Cuz they don't think that caring about looks is a "girl" thing. It's a human thing. Either one cares or one doesn't care. Nothing to do with the gender here.

Funny thing is that these people, guys who are in salons, don't even realise they respect females in that way. They will still go out and say " women take so long to get ready" when they just spent 2hrs getting there beard and hair set . Feels like in this society , a person has to have courage and bravery to say " It is no such thing as a girl thing". So , choosing the easier way , they say " Huh! Women." *Eye roll*

The society is build this way, it makes us feel this way. But we make the society too, and I feel we are here to change this. Let guys care for their looks if they want and girls not care if they want. Go ahead , be yourself . And you don't need some new found courage for that. Nothing is a girl thing or guy thing ,if it is, it's a human thing.

Btw, I got my hair from longer-than-shoulder length to cant-even-touch-the-eyebrow length and I love it!!

True , so true , and sometimes those teachers mean more to you than they are expected to by the world.... The good ones are so underrated

getting compliments from teachers does blessings to one's self-esteem

Everyone needs their dark space,

a safe place,

in a dark room, under the blanket or

in them closed eyes.

Where they can hide away from the world,

just for a moment,

think the whole goddamn universe

and just be...

yes.yes.yes... maybe those who suffer because of their less desirable faces are the ones who build their minds in the most beautiful ways...Adversity is the mother of Beauty

“It’s rare to meet someone with a mind just as beautiful as their face.”

— Unknown (via thoughtkick)

Fire and Rage,

they're like a cage.

The one time they come,

and haunt you your whole life.

One glimpse,

it stays with you rest of your age.

You some friction,

and whole flames of fire

flash before your eyes,

burning you from inside...

Is it your poetic gaze, those damn poetic eyes, or just my poetic heart, the very reason why every part of you each way you exist, is the most beautfiul possession that i can ever call mine....

-mauli ♡

You say you wanna be pretty,

so the world would love you ,

so the eyes would admire you,

so the lips would discuss you.

But , my dear,

don't ever forget,

love of this world has become cruel.

You'll be a pretty little flower,

just to make them happy,

and all they'll do is

stare, pluck, smell and throw.

So honey,

better be a Venus flytrap,

beautiful in its own,

but nobody ever can

stare,

pluck,

smell,

and throw.

Sure they won't like you,

but trust me, it's better than

being left alone to wilt,

only because they thought

you were the prettiest flower

in the garden...