What Is My Creative Routine
A simple question sparking a deeper reflection … More What Is My Creative Routine
A simple question sparking a deeper reflection … More What Is My Creative Routine
You don’t understand — carelessly muttered to carelessly dismiss my concerns. Every time he muttered those three words, he pushed me away a bit more… …absently recoiling into his world. What was it that I didn’t understand? He never bothered to enlighten me. Was it a fear that I might comprehend, perhaps everything? Or was … More You Don’t Understand #FictionMonday
The power of wish is realized when you are ready to give your wish the power to come true. The power to take action,instead of merely wishing and waiting. The power to try anyway,the power to take a chance— these powers lie with you,only you. The power of wish is only as strong as you,as … More The Power of Wish #FictionMonday
Unseen battles rage, inside the head,words of shame and doubt, torture relentlessly,sharp and blunt,hacking away,again and again,self-doubt urges you to give up. Yet each day, you grow a bit more courageous than yesterday,grateful for the lessons learned. You persist despite the constant nagging of negativity. Each morning, you find new ways to confront the battle, refusing … More Unseen Battles #FictionMonday
Is it the many detours that make you forget your destination? Better late than never—there’s still time, as long as you’re alive. Shed the apprehensions and set sail again. Even if you arrive later than desired, or never reach the destination, don’t give up just yet. It’s better than tracing the same loops again and … More Keep Moving Forward #FictionMonday
In the pink flowers live my memories vividly, as though my past finds solace in their embrace,under the charisma of the bougainvillea blooms. Grandpa, grandma, cousins, aunts… they appear in my mind’s eye, one by one, every time I glimpse these graceful flowers,igniting childhood memories, one after another. A simple flower sparking a myriad of … More When Memories Bloom #FictionMonday
It’s a journey, taming the inner critic, unlocking creative energy, when self-doubt doesn’t need a special potion to wield its power over creativity. It’s easier to accept defeat, to discard the fragments of musings as worthless. Yet, it’s quite a journey to fend off doubts and let creative energy flow. A superpower, indeed, to persist, … More It’s A Journey #FictionMonday #poem
There’s no fun in routines, so mundane and repetitive,Yet why do I crave them whenever I am away from my routine?Why does this predictable, dull, and monotonous routine,Hold me in its grasp like a comforting hand? What power does the ordinary hold over me?Why does it feel like the safest place to be?In the humdrum … More Routine #MundaneMonday #FictionMonday
Colors of My Life – Tints of grey stalked me all along, but I knew I couldn’t fall in love with the color that remained a stalker of my life. Black and white, however, remained my friends in the background. They too, were far from coloring my life in their hues. Neither unfortunate nor favored, … More Colors of Life, of Love #FictionMonday
it may appear wild and untamed,but there is a beautyin what may seem a chaos there is a freedom in the disorderthat eventually reveals an order and clarity there is a tranquility beyond the madness that drives you crazy and, when you are ready to embrace the all of it,you will experience the spectacular gorgeousness,the … More One Evening #ThursdayTreeLove