NADA M
The Full Story
I am an aspiring creator—this is how I define myself in a world brimming with chances and choices. I am eager to navigate the nuances of the "write what you know" and "know what you write" philosophy. My journey into writing began with a small victory in a seventh-grade versification competition, a spark that led me to embrace the power of words. Now, I find myself nurturing my imagination through writing, transforming even my most ordinary and mundane thoughts into expressions that may be worth sharing.
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Below are a few of my written works. Kindly enjoy reading.
Too much of anything is too much.
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They say that you give respect and get respect.
You expect nothing and you give in something.
You love and you love more.
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But what happens when the “I know you” becomes
A weakness?
A regular?
A taking for granted?
I believe a little of something is a little of too much.
But it doesn’t mean that you should restrict. instead, try reacting.
React in a way, that little too much is the sea saw you are sitting on
and your person is on the other end of it.
I say, react gracefully, willingly and slowly.
That heals the scares of being in the pretty privilege and of being a little too innocent for life.
You learn from your story and you grow yourself in the
“growing old together” and “Till death do us apart.”
There is no burden of attaining the attachment or
weight of awarding the same.
Its the content in saying to oneself that
“I am my person as you are mine.”
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we all dream.
hold many hands
draw many memories
cry, laugh and kiss
fall for mistakes
have a heartbreak or two.
and one day
you ask yourself
"what is it that leaves the
benchmark too high for life?"
growth.
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A wall, Eight different pictures
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the tiny Hollywood one for all the drama,
those daisy sunflowers for peace of the house,
the dusky evening for a day setting its sun,
the rising dear for all the chaos settling its way,
the purple city for the biased busy lives,
to the end there are words to live by,
and in centre of all, the chakra; for all the balance in the world,
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Above all, the fire,
to burn all the ashes someday.
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