She had a story
The one which will make you feel blood in your mouth
The one which brings alive the goosebumps on your arms
The one where you gape at her as she narrates
The one which you pray happens to noone
But she wraps it in shining smile and optimistic words
Hoping to present it to someone , with love .
– Aprajita
Her scars traced her collar bone
They were modern day tales of agony and ecstasy
She never wore a necklace.
She wore herself with poise.
– Aprajita
Her laughter was like a lighthouse.
Radiant & Facile
Breathing in life back to the walking dead
Sprinkling HOPE on the ones that were lost
And making me believe in something bizarrely beautiful !
-Aprajita
You used a scale to measure my love .
You called it “not good enough”.
I knew it was limitless
Hence , I set you free.
– Aprajita
Sometimes the pain is too much that you dont even realize it exists. It flows with you in your blood. You breathe it with the air you breathe. You dont know when you end up crying and sleeping with it. You see it in your dream not like, it’s a nightmare but like something you meet everyday. Like you have been best friends for ages. It let’s you do things you can’t even think of doing in your sane self. It allows you to cheat yourself and eat tons of ice cream.It tends to get into your head like a virus which has no antivirus software. It pinches like a thorn, tiny but bleeding profusely. Yes it does hurt that bad. So much that you fail to believe you exist. You forget your mere existence. Everything is linked to that one thing and no matter how much you try it stays there like a magnet sticking to you like you are some iron chip. And its then you lose on to yourself. You lose on people you love and who love you. You lose on yourself. You lose the feeling of feeling nothing. You end up as a trash can kept on the corner of the room . You aren’t disgusted. You are just ignoring the pain and the reason because its better than accepting the defeat which kissed your heart. You lose not to someone. You lose to your heart. You lose as a whole.
You simply lose.
-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 are 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 of 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
Rain articulated my sobs
Performing a ballet on the twisted rocks
Orchestra of leaves and branches in performance
Seeping into my voids in abundanceLightning striking as an expected guest
Testimony to my unclad mess
Together we weeped , howled and yelled
Victim to deaf ears, ain’t ringing a bell
With dripping water and soaked toes
I rest my case and let myself flow
I unshackle my soul from every bond
To fly to the infinities with limitless beyond
-Aprajita
There are occasions in life , when sitting and standing are simple necessities. Because it’s your soul which packs it’s bag and occupies a place beside you to FEEL.
Feel the emotions laughing and shouting , enjoying a voluntary orchestra in your fist sized heart.
Feel the world run past you with light’s speed
Feel the numbness crawling up your veins
Feel the salt on your lips when the tears came unannounced
Feel the newly developed hatred mushrooming towards oneself
Feel the spark within you being extinguished
Feel the detachment, of being withdrawn from nothing else but you.
Feel the increasing debt from degrading self-love
Feel the sense of being alien to existence
Feel the agony of living with everything else but not YOU
– Aprajita
#tofeel#tobebeautifulwithin
Sometimes you flow !
I know you are there somewhere hidden
Somewhere deep in sleep
You wake up in times of sorrow
To reduce the pain I breath
To grieve with me when things arent at peace
You let yourself flow
To make my heart a little light
To make my mind a little more fine
Sometimes you flow !
I know you are there somewhere hidden
Somewhere smiling in your sleep
Waking up on days when I am cloud nine
When reality is better than my dreams
When things are much easier than they seemed
To make me feel big
To make me believe things are truly right
Sometimes you flow ! -Aprajita
TO.BE.BEAUTIFUL.WITHIN 