Wanderer

  
You know, our body remains intact, it is timid, it doesn’t want to dwell in the places it desperately wants to go. But our soul, our soul is a wanderer in a true sense. It goes to the places it wants to go, it goes to the people whom it wants to meet. Don’t you fucking dare to stop it.

Try to fulfil all its desires, otherwise, one day, it will go and never return.

Flowers

  love is like a flower and garden echoes the journey of life. the garden would still be a garden without a flower, but flower complements the garden. the sweet aroma of flowers, the elegance of its petals helps us to endure the visit to the garden.

                        ~MK!
 

BODY VS. SOUL

Your body is an identity that could identify you in the world, but soul circumscribes the galaxy, that puts you apart from the world.

Your body searches for heat, the soul explores the warmth.

Our body hunts for the roof, the soul just needs a home.

Our body looks out for the ears, the soul wants a heart to understand.

Our body needs someone to be near you, the soul needs a hug.

Your body requires sleep, however, soul demands imagination and dream.

Your body desires lust, but soul aspires for love and affection.

Your body wants more, but the soul is screaming for a pause. Listen.

Your body seeks attention , the soul yells for mere admiration.

Your body might be living, but your soul is enduring. Understand.

You know, our body remains intact, it is timid, it doesn’t want to dwell in the places it desperately wants to go. But our soul, our soul is a wanderer in a true sense. It goes to the places it wants to go, it goes to the people whom it wants to meet. Don’t you fucking dare to stop it.

Try to fulfil all its desires, otherwise, one day, it will go and never return.

                                        ~MK!

YES in bold letters

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Do you ever feel like crying your heart out?  Because the wall that supports your listless body has fallen down, the hand that holds you is invisible now and you are standing in front of a mirror and begging yourself to not cry anymore.
Do you ever feel like laughing too much that your cheeks hurt and stomach aches? At that moment you feel like flying and dancing and singing without keeping a track of notes in a carefree manner because you are so damn happy and full of life?
Yes, a big yes in bold letters. We all have come across these two extreme emotions with no in between. Happiness seems like a rainbow with its full arch showing its colours. It sounds like a cuckoo humming a symphony of springtime. Anxiety, on the other hand, looks like a colourless rainbow, sounds like a voiceless cuckoo.

Every sentiment, every feeling is significant in its unprecedented way. It is there to remind us the true meaning of a smile. It is there to teach us a lesson, to teach us that even a thorn serves a purpose to a rose bud. If you want to cry your heart out, go for it. Don’t fear the mob. Don’t assume that someone will think that you are weak. No, please don’t presume. Ask for a shoulder to cry upon, offer yours to someone with tears. Express your worries, share your problems with your best friends. Master to never give up. Explore the new reasons to grin. Concentrate on the solutions. Fight the anxiety, force a smile. Pick yourself up and blow off the goddamn black cloud hovering above your head. Take wrong turns, walk slow, but never stop, never stop for the heaven’s sake.

If you want to wave your hands up in the air and sing loudly, just go for it without giving it a second thought. Sing loudly, spread happiness. A smile is contagious. Don’t disparage your hidden potential to make this earth a beautiful place. Dance with your colleagues, friends and family. celebrate even a little achievement. Life is too short to decide whether you should party or not. Compliment people for their pretty smile, dimples and good spectacle frame. Tell your parents how much you love them. Confess your love. Text your school friend and tell him that you still remember all those wonderful memories created together. Smile at a stranger you meet daily on a metro.

                                             ~MK!

Tick tock 

Tick tock tick tock 

11 pm, let’s complete this goddamn assignment.

But I can’t do it without a cup of coffee.
We often talk about love, friendship and pain, but why we don’t mention you in our quotes and poetry. You have been there for me in every situation and emotion.
Well, it’s finally ready!
*Phone beeps*
Did he text me? I just knew it.
I am such a moron. It’s just 193 messages on the family group. Everyone is awake, but if I’ll text them, they will start hitting me with lectures. 
Am I an invisible creature? No one texts me.
Tick tock tick tock
12:16 am, all set to complete my assignment.
*Opens laptop*
Oh, I’ve got a half watched web series. I must complete it first.
S2 EP6. Phew! TVF is such a relief man. It’s like a hug to a broken soul.
Why the hell is every one of my age, so smart and talented and brilliant. And here I am procrastinating my procrastinations.
Well, being smart is too mainstream. At least I am unique.
I am a happy couch potato. I have got everything.
I want a bigger coffee cup. This is too small for me.
Let’s go out and admire the silver night sky full of stars.
*Opens window*
Argh! I should remember that I am in Delhi and having a glimpse of stars is uncommon.
Where is my pen? How will I write my assignments now?
*Spends another 15 minutes collecting necessary stationary*
How could someone think of such a difficult question?
Hopefully, Google can help me find out.
Who the bloody hell told me that college is fun and I don’t need to study much.
Tick tock tick tock
2:54 am, shut your eyes and see the world, open it and encounter the life.
Whoa, this is undeniably amazing. I’m gonna use it in my next poem.
My new year’s resolution would be to pack these shitty earphones systematically after using them.
Finally, this is half untangled, but fine, I could use it this way.
“Well, you only need the light when it’s burning low
Only need the sun when it starts to snow.”
Oh my lord! I am in love with the passenger. 
Time to show your stalking skills. Oh, his real name is Michael David Rosenberg.
196k followers on Instagram and 489k on twitter. Aww, he looks cute in this pic.
I wanna download his whole album on wynk.
Should I make coffee again or cheese sandwich would work for my food cravings?
But I am too lazy to make it.
When does this Ferrero Rocher will serve its purpose?
Tick tock tick tock
3:37 am, Sssh, stop playing these songs and go to sleep. I have to attend tomorrow’s 8:45 class at any cost. I need attendance.
I am such a big fan of the passenger. I will listen to every of his songs on loop tomorrow on a metro.
What if a bomb would explode at Rajiv Chowk?
NO NO NO I don’t want to die now. I want to see the northern lights and I can’t die without getting published. I will hatch some plan and save everyone.
What else I want to do? Let’s make a wishlist. Let’s think about big dreams and silly wishes.

Tick tock tick tock
4:35 am, if I’ll sleep right now, I can get a sleep of 1 hour and 20 minutes.
I am a whopping day dreamer and an insane night thinker.
Sleep now. SLEEP.
Tick tock tick tock

                                            ~MK!