I want to be the sun of your life..
Hidden and omnipresent.
With you, on the darkest of nights
Peeking at you, when you open the windows.
Gleaming at you, when you walk through the sunny day.
Warming you, against the cold winter breeze.
Yet , never intervening in you.
Just BEING with you.
– Aprajita
A little withered
A little broken
A little refurbished
A little bloomed
We learn to live life.
We learn to believe in life.
We all learn to be ALIKE.
– Aprajita
She was the woman who sat in empty bars and made her diary drunk on words.
She would write her honest confessions, brutal truths, perennial sufferings and her sources of inspiration.
She would tear those pages and allow the night to pass on those thoughts to a stranger.
She was spreading herself. In tiny corners of the world.
She was reminding the world, she was there.
When noone was.
– Aprajita
I want to be a freelance writer to write when my heart rushes into a whirlpool of emotions and when my only companion is myself.
I wish to be a wildlife photographer spending my nights curled on a tree just to witness the best click.
I dream of living on the hills in a tiny cottage overlooking the snow-clad mountains, having a small garden and a bonfire to sleep by on freezing nights and most importantly a small cafe where I cook the best cookies for passerby.
“We aren’t born with dreams. But we take birth with them. “
How often are our life decisions willing to lead us to the track which leads us to our ultimate destination of euphoria. A euphoria which never ends. A joy which is incomprehensible but yet so fulfilling. A paradise in harsh reality which is better than your dreams.
There are very few. And trust me they are the “lucky few”.
We live in a world which is governed by rules of unbiasedness where the deserving is left behind for unperceived reasons and the undeserving glides the toughest terrains.
Circumstances. Responsibilities. Obligations. Societal norms. Pressures of uncountable and unheard sorts. And most importantly a dilemma of being accepted for what you love. The lost of excuses and facts will always eclipse the true desires of our existence.
But how often do we indulge ourself in things which makes our heart and hands waltz in unison.H ow often are we willing to take the risk of finding something and working towards something so mind boggling that it keeps you awake at night and makes you forget about the days? How willing are to we to believe in something so vivid and deep that you know it is only infinite. How much are we willing to let off the chains of the society which prevent us from living our wishes which occupy the pages of our late night diary entries? How much fire we have within us to burn everything that comes in our way to ashes? How much courage runs in our veins to take that one step ahead which is going to change our lives?
– Aprajita
Talk to me
Talk to me in ways the ripple walks through the lake
Talk to me in a manner the rays dazzle the blue sky
Talk to me like the rain , soothing my insides
Whisper to me
Words bathed in transparency
Letters hung in poetry
Sentences breathing modesty
And be with me in silence
I may allow you in my territory .
– Aprajita
The biggest sin I could ever commit
was walk around wearing a cloak knitted with
sugar coated lies.
I was delusional and lay drunk on false pride ,
without realising my skin was home to
effulgence just like the sky .
I am not sympathetic.
I chose to be empathetic.
Instead of ” its all going to be all right ”
I vote for ” I understand and I am listening “.
– Aprajita
You were the monster dressed in fairy
You were the hunter seeking the perfect prey
You were the wrongs fancied for the rights
You were the credulous wind I got intoxicated by
You were the vivacious storm cloaked under a blurry sun
You were the dreams that turned into haunting reality
You were the floods I never saw myself drowning in
You were poison which crawled into my blood
You were the fall which left my heart barren for an eternity
You were the grave where my soul chose to rest finally.
-Aprajita
Amidst the pink dreams of “I wish”
and the rosy promises of “happily ever after “
We realise what we truly deserve..
– Aprajita
When was the last time you laughed like a kid as the wind played with your hair ?
When was the last time you ended up laughing till you fell on the floor at some episode which never gets old ?
When was the last time you held onto someone so tight that that they meant the world to you and nothing else mattered ?
When was the last time you listened to your favorite music on loop as the rain wet your car windows ?
When was the last time you sat in silence and smiled at the moment because it is in that particular one , you realized how lucky you were ?
When was the last time you found your cheeks wet after reading an ages old letter from your best friend ,who just by the cards of destiny is still yours ?
When was the last time you ate your favorite double cheese burger with Nutella shake ignoring all the stares and the pounds you are going to gain ?
When was the last time you read a book and got soaked in its pages ?
When was the last time you didn’t punish yourself for feeling emotions the way they are to be felt ?
When was the last time you let the doors of your soul open to let happiness gush in ?
When was the last time you let yourself be happy with JUST YOURSELF ?
– Aprajita
TO.BE.BEAUTIFUL.WITHIN 