Ambivalence

You’re not in love with her 

If yelling at her in an argument doesn’t make your throat burn like you just downed six shots, you’re not in love with her.

If her eyes can’t make you stop in your tracks and think about what you are about to say next, you’re not in love with her.

If her laugh doesn’t make you tense up your knuckles thinking about never hearing it again, you’re not in love with her.

If it only hurts her when she cries, you’re not in love with her.

If her voice cant calm your worst anxiety attacks and make you want to listen to anything she has to say, you’re not in love with her.

If her smile doesn’t make your chest quake and your lungs shrink but feel refreshed all in one motion, you’re not in love with her. 

If her taking her clothes off is when you pay the most attention to her, you’re not in love with her at all. 

Best wishes,

Maahi PM

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A reason to live 

The only reason I choose to stay alive is so my family doesn’t live with the devastation of my suicide. My pain is not more than the life long pain they would live with. 

Best wishes, 

Maahi PM 

Daily Prompt: Finite

Via Daily Prompt: Finite

When this daily prompt was first put out as a recommendation, I was thinking of how I could master the essence of the word. So here’s my try, see what you think.

Finite: limited in size or extent.

World: Finite
Universe: Infinite

Body: Finite
Mind: Infinite

Words: Finite
Feelings: Infinite

Human: Finite
God: Infinite

Body: Finite
Soul: Infinite

Present: Finite
Future: Infinite

Life: Finite
Expectations: Infinite

Comfort: Finite
Discomfort: Infinite

 

Best Wishes,

Maahi PM

Daily Prompt: Infinite

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We must accept finite disappointment, but we must never lose infinite hope.
We must remember that beyond the horizon of the so called impossible is infinite possibility.

Best Wishes,

Maahi PM

A Day…..

A day without her – Fun

A week without her – Tiring

A month without her – Sad

A year without her – Lonely

A life without her – Curse

 

Best Wishes,

Maahi PM

 

Daily Prompt: Gone

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A few short stories in relation to today’s daily prompt. Somewhere hidden within the text is a sense of something being gone or lost. I find that the word gone itself is very empty with little to offer in terms of emotion.

The Wi-Fi was fine and good 
It was I who had no connections left

“You really mean the world to be my darling!”
This was the birthday text that was sent.
Blue ticks. It’s been read. No reply.
The heart sank. I understood, someone else has taken the place. 

Somewhere between yesterday’s shadow and 
Somewhere between tomorrow’s insecurities 
We end up ruining today’s happiness.

Sooner or later, 
We all come to realise that being a 
Child was the best thing ever.

“Can you live without him?” her friend asked.
“No, but I would rather let him fly than break his wings.”

They both cried endlessly.
One had to forget and move on, 
The other regretted letting go. 

Somewhere between parents expectations and society’s interference, dreams died. 

Take me back in time when people and emotions were real.
Take me to my childhood….

Somewhere between “I want to grow up” and 
“I want to be a child again”, Life happened.

 

Best Wishes,

Maahi PM

Art of Writing (or Blogging in this case)

English: Blogs on JoopeA
English: Blogs on JoopeA (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

While deliberating the contents of my blogs I realised that blogging is a fairly new concept for me specifically because it’s so public. Before blogs, people like myself kept personal journals which were private. Perhaps this was something that many of us did in our younger years or as a school project. I purchased notebook and pen and began to write. If any of you were like me then you’ll understand what I mean when I say I often spent hours deliberating what to write. My pages were often left blank with a few words or doodles. While thinking of how and what to write, I remember it had to be perfect, articulate, witty, engaging and wise. I deliberated for hours on how I could make it insightful and beautifully written; otherwise what was the purpose of writing at all? I often kept little notes of my thoughts, or quotes which I found heart touching and specifically applicable in areas of my life. I felt that if my very first entry didn’t set the stage for the rest of my journal, then it was pointless. Eventually I wrote something appropriate and decent down. This followed the scrutiny of proofread and deciding it was not up to standard, I’d hide away the journal so no one would see how inadequate I was at writing. Now, when I leaf through some of my old bits of writing, I feel privileged to see the growth in diverse areas of my life through my own personal words, thoughts and feelings.

Now we’re in the 21st century and although journals are still around, I feel they are now quickly being overtaken and in some cases being replaced by blogs which appear to be a permanent aspect of our lives now. So I decide, along with my personal journal which I still write, I will start a blog. I have never really planned how to write a blog, the same way I have never planned my personal journal venture in which I expose my life’s little mysteries. I am no writer and I don’t pretend to be at all, all I know is I want to share with you the various aspects of my life which are significant to me. I write because it brings me great pleasure to share some of my most intimate and secret feelings. It brings me solace and I doubt that many of us now with our busy lifestyles actually find the time to write down our thoughts so precisely.

But really why do we need to write at all? Well, in my opinion not all intimate thoughts should be shared with the world but purely for the sake of yourself and your own heart, write to feel good, to feel free, to free pleasure and feel connected with your soul. I encourage you to write, whether you do it online or in a notebook. Write with your heart, write whatever you may feel or think at the present moment in time without a limit, ignoring rules and conditions. Explore, discover, create, write, express. I have discovered that there is something special about expressing your thoughts through writing and it is this form of writing that provides the most unique ability to speak and hear your inner self. So go on, breathe life into your soul, your mind and express yourself.

Best wishes,
Maahi PM