Category: Free Writings

DOLL

DOLL

Friend 1: Hey! Did you notice? He had saved his girl’s name as ‘Doll’ in his phone. Omg! It’s so amazing. Don’t you expect the same from your future husband?

Friend 2: Yes. Very much. I’d love if his phone flashes ‘My Doll’ for our daughter.

Tip that’s working today…

Tip that’s working today…

If depressed

Be well dressed 😉

Miscalculated Steps…

Miscalculated Steps…

Trust
Belief
Faith
Conviction
Outran by one mistake

Things…we wish to do!

Things…we wish to do!

 

Things we wish to do for the people who are worth the wait! ❣️❣️

{Something about this picture that I find so alluring}


 

Image source:

http://m.koreatimes.co.kr/phone/news/view.jsp?req_newsidx=138096

December Prose

December Prose

Two separated souls:
Pen
And a wandering mind

became inseparable after their desperate encounter

Boring conversation…

Boring conversation…

She 1: Do you really like him? Isn’t he a bit boring?

She 2 : Well, the word is Introvert.

S 1: Duh!! Boringgggg….

S 2: Haha, Ok ok yeah. He is. What’s the big deal?

S1: The deal is why the hell, a charismatic person like you, doing with him anyway.

S2: That’s because his ‘boring’ sincerity restored my faith in goodness when none of the interesting men’s shenanigans couldn’t.

Your funny foxy desires…

Your funny foxy desires…

The feeling when you wanna run away from that person
Yet secretly wish to end up together somehow

so that you can directly blame Destiny.

Battles you never know you Win

Battles you never know you Win

I was busy fighting my own battles,

never knew when animosity in my friends grew stronger while my enemies started respecting me.

Light the Lamp

Light the Lamp

People, today I came across a very beautiful short story and I wanted to share with all my fellow writers.


One night Sri Adi Shankaracharya, a great Advaita Master, was desperately searching for something on the street outside his small hut.

One of his pupils was returning after completing an errand. On seeing his Master in desperation, he could not control his curiosity & asked , “Acharya, what are you looking for here in the street at this hour?”

To which he replied “I lost my needle, I’m looking for it”. The pupil joined him in the search but after searching for a while he asked, “Can you try and recollect where you might have dropped it?”

Shankaracharya said, “Of course, I remember. I dropped it near the bed in the hut.”

The pupil, utterly astonished at the strange answer, said, “Acharya you say you lost it in the house then why are we looking for it outside?”

Shankaracharya innocently replied, “There is no oil left in the lamp, it is pitch dark inside the house. Hence I thought searching for it outside since there is enough street light here.”

While holding back his laugh the pupil said, “if you lost your needle inside the house, how could you even expect it to find outside?”

Shankaracharya simply smiled back and pupil understood the deep message behind the Acharya’s puzzling act.

Isn’t that what we do?

We run to various shrines and religious places, walk up the mountains in search of what we lost inside, in ourselves.

Why?

Just because it’s pitch dark inside!

Silly, aren’t we?

Light the lamp inside you and find your lost treasure.

Source:Unknown

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Sri Adi Shankaracharya- an early 8th century Indian philosopher and theologian who consolidated the doctrine of Advaita Vedanta

Advaita Vedanta is a school of Hindu philosophy and religious practice, and one of the classic Indian paths to spiritual realization

Acharya- Master

Are you listening??

Are you listening??

Once my soul had a rendezvous, with a beast masked as human. It demanded a reform.

Yelling, screaming, shrieking for a transformation, for an astute manipulation of thoughts.

A keen penetration to my own soul and gouging out all the goodness, burning each thread of benevolence.

Glaring and gaping at me simultaneously, with an uncontrollable contempt so that for once I could be a beast too.

For once I could be the someone who enjoys hurting others

For once I could be the culprit rather the victim.

Those vicious barbarous sounds still lingers in my ears-

Are you listening??Answer Me!

You can be as vile as you want. I’m the darkness you have been waiting for.

Embrace me. Surrender!

Are you listening??

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Sometimes Mirrors can be a dangerous sight.

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