Quoting Questions from those Marks

🎁What’s the greatest gift of life?🎁 Is it family or talent or luck or health or finances or beauty, friends, shelter? Perhaps nothing! Is there no formula for the joy of a gift? Perhaps this list didn’t have that one ultimate desire, rooted in all of us! A unique gift! Now, Iam not promoting thanklessness, because gratitude comes number one; not to mention even paves a beautiful path for more to be received. Iam just deeply convinced that when the soul receives it’s stimulus (i.e. your personal ultimate desire), it has it’s formula in place for it’s identification. • Nobody goes about feeling something that they’re not in a situation of! Sure, nobody might know why you’re sad when you are. Why you’re ecstatic this morning, why you’re dreaming in the daylight, why you’re madly in love this day and fast forward, not anymore. And let nobody tell you you’re a fool to feel a certain way just because it is uneasy to comprehend. A feeling is a feeling, is a feeling..!! • No bullshit can dismiss a feeling. Gratitude comes in play naturally when you’re grateful. So my question is why are we humans such selfish morons? Why do we advertise the wrong emotion all the time but hidden in the cave is always a feeling that echoes against the walls chanting our truth in silence. Don’t we? Fake it if you will, your emotions are your gift! And for once, we can all collectively be lucky for our power to feel an emotion. The greatest gift in life must indeed be what feels like the greatest gift hence is unique but also received by everyone alike. #ash_syahi

Have you ever had someone who knows every possible detail about your life? Someone who was updated constantly through your day but things changed and they are now just a mail box for “everything unnecessasary” just to keep the contact alive. One of you made way for more and a bond faded away. Now, imagine cutting everyone off. Given our lifestyle, Iam afraid many can imagine that with ease! . Most people I’ve come across carry a mask and yet everybody complains of their unmet need of the Perfect Mix of Seclusion and Company. But do we even know how to ask for what we need? Does our ego allow? “I need this and that from people but can’t handle loneliness either.. My relationships are doomed or am I?”.. Somehow the naked life isn’t clearly visible anymore & a demanding life urges the mask to replace our skin. What an epic drama this life has become! . Too reluctant to cut the bond and pretty non-complacent to share a thought. Isn’t this modern need a disaster? I’d like to know what you would choose? Being terrified in one’s company or adjusting to loneliness? #ash_syahi

May the lights shine bright. And the roads slowly dry. Even the luckiest of people never knew Who am I to not even try? I see this fire. But the fire is in me. I may be the silent one for most I’ve known personally! But people can’t hear your dreams. And they certainly can’t be me. So as I promise, I could be lying But I’d deliver the best, dare I don’t even try! The purpose seems slippery And the bubbles might pop! What counts is the effort, Not the times you dropped. 💗 #ash_syahi

What is life if you’re still planning to live it? “It isn’t very exhausting to live if you’re living it for yourself.” We’ve read or heard this statement at least once and I only recently started to believe in it whole heartedly! It isn’t unwise to think that you’ve been given a special chance to live with a specially designed heart, body and mind suiting our present, hence defining our lives. It’s not reckless to think that out of the thousands of billions of people who have ever walked on this planet, there are only 8 billion left/living and we are one of them!! Woah! • To me my reaction to circumstances make life. My feelings make life. Actions make life. #ash_syahi #howisitlike

Have you ever felt like the life from your life has made it’s exit? (I felt. While I couldn’t feel much.) There was an air of pretence in each crippling corner suggesting how twas not yet a crisis, although there were these silent howls announcing the catastrophe that my mind had welcomed upon my body. I better shut-down perhaps? ~ I no longer belonged; for I was searching for the turmoil to spring again in a dusty new place with a burning new desire. Addiction? “Catastrophes eventually opened doors to a new life”, I’d been told.And I believed words more than my destiny. It was sad to even try and call it anything a language could ever describe. ~ I can almost feel the heat recalling all these feelings I’ve had. I think the explosion is soon to make it’s first appearance, again! Ready? Iam. #ash_syahi .

You’re a memory to me, even if you call us an accident… We’re not a bruise, even if the scar is permanent… My words are just a reminder of the potholes I need be to vary of when we walk down the same road, as we sometimes have. Dreaming of you and me, dreaming of the real you and the unreal me, dreaming of non-existent you and an unaware me, I will always wake up to the reality I’ve always wanted to see myself in. Today! . There is no looking back to the past if we’re thinking of the future. “Possibilities are the choices we choose to go with” I believe you agree, don’t you? The past is no more an open wound. Rubbing salt on wounds that are healed isn’t a method to rekindle mourning. Why don’t we nurture eternal peace instead? I am leaving that salt at the bay we bid our final goodbyes and sailed through opposite waters coloured by the sky above us. Let’s heal. #ash_syahi

I remember a time in my yesteryears when the child inside me used to associate the festive season with pretty things and a wave of compassion, both around and inside me. Now, with each passing year my heart has been gradually replacing the presence of light and beauty, with a desperate NEED for light and beauty! This vibe is newer each year yet it feels less & less welcoming.🔸 It’s strange how one aspect has still managed TO SURVIVE this variable mood and that is the need for noise. Whether its the blasting dance numbers on the LOUD speakers & fireworks in the messy gray sky or the numb air-occupying NOISE, similar to the one IN MY HEAD.🔸 Each passing year, an air of shady gloom hits and I survive the season of light, lighting candles of hope. One candle at a time. In modern times I believe we just need to ignore the evil. The good wins any which way. On dusshera 🔸🔸🔸 #ash_syahi

Have you ever had a strange sense of familiarity when you read something a stranger put on paper and you wonder, “How could a piece of paper know my story?” That tummy-stirring knot that twists inside your gut a little because though you enjoy the idea of finding solace and safety, it actually gets pretty scary when their story unfolds! For the longest time I’ve been trying to piece together parts of myself in the work of unfamiliar artists and poets. Maybe now Iam not okay with finding my story in someone else’s pages, even though I do like that fleeting sense of relatibility. It’s comforting but like a drug! #ash_syahi

My love, You loved me in the way WHAT you thought love looked like to most people. I, was not loving most people. WHO were you WHEN I, was looking for love that I brought from my insides for you to witness and perhaps even myself. WHY were you deaf in love, my love! I hope you never know But soon you will, I know! Blinded.You are Complicated. I am. HOW do I let you in, tell me? . - your love or your love? #ash_syahi #questions

Iam probably weak if asking for your own life is viewed as a weakness. But the world never lost anything to those who really chose to demand. . So is the name-sake world really making a favour when we’re just reclaiming what was and is ours? And yet some of us sometimes struggle to break through the claws that put restrictions in the name of duty, promise, favour and love! . Breaking through feels heroic to some and treacherous to some. I’ve experienced being on both the spectrums and even tasted an ambiguous mix of both. And I question what kind of a world this is if it expects us to give in whenever and whatever it demands. Who is really selfish, better decide! . What could have happened years ago is finally happening. Life goes on till you do! Period. This may be a plea perhaps. Or a declaration. It’s never too late. Begin 🌋 #ash_syahi

Do you see the difference in the tears they’ve shed? Do you realize that on this day India flips some serious history textbook pages and how! #Section377 is hence forth abolished in India. This is huuuge!! 👏👏 . An artist/musician I follow and worship came out today and I think that revelation made me as ecstatic as I feel right now cuz I empathize how deeply relieved she must feel to be accepted in the society she is looked up to but always kept her identity in confines. #Lovewins It is the lovers’ business and nobody else’s! @monicadogra ❤️ Congratulations to the lgbtq community for the slight slice of freedom you receive today. It’s a long haul to acceptance but atleast! Progress!! Only praying that the ruling out of section377 brings in a cascade of changes towards building a more harmonious, accepting and inclusive space for everyone. Atleast love deserves no judgement. . History books will remember this & I hope Biology books do the needful edits. 🙏Alternate sexual orientations are not mental illnesses or nonreligious activities unlike how the text has always emphasised. About time, it changes too. Meanwhile cheers🎉

She loves when they reach out As much as she shrinks a little inside. . Her heart’s a thread-that twisted and turnt! She’s left in a knot, trying to unwind.. . A person of little speech and lesser people She trusts the friction, though it feels rough . She kept her people knit. And now they’ve gone. No one claimed fresh roads weren’t gonna be tough . She doesn’t know when she chose this lane How she walked into a distance! . Into her own, celebrating the pain No, not in vain. Not in vain. #ash_syahi

I feel disconnected Have had some bodies roaming inside me. Living their truths But always lying to me I find it odd That they won’t see why it’s weird Remotely in unison, ‘cause we’re supposed to be together Sharing n caring, but also loving and letting each be Pretending and believing and sometimes not a hint of me. We are all but shears and knives That keep tearing on each of us. The truth is a lie And a lie is the new found trust. #ash_syahi #howisitlike dealing with a syndrome called being myself 🤷

*Loss: More Than Words* Iam at a loss Greater than an ordinary loss for words For regrets and promises Have swept away my cool And every ounce of calm Never left me a road Only a broken leg, and an unmendable arm. Slipping in the ocean I made Peeling eyes in remorse. I ought to be gliding, now! Shouldn’t I? But the path I walk on, only gets coarse Take me away, put me on hold Or in the soil, before Iam cold. The alarm went off A couple of times Only if, if only I paid heed, then When I had the time. It hasn’t been too long Yet ages have been spent Iam yet to find where I belong Where I no longer need to pretend I lost all, but one of them would claim otherwise You would have understood Had you seen life From the moist corner of my eyes #ash_syahi

You only ensure your growth when you are open to your happiness as well as others’. 🤗 The sole factor that can bring you from top to bottom is ignorance. Ignorance of what the world has to offer you. Ignorance of your duties in reciprocation. Ignorance of becoming the best possible version of yourself, yet.. I bet the best doesn’t come with a vain attitude of superiority. Already feeling like you’ve done enough is where you limit yourself. Do not see the limitations. Choose to ignore that looks like your capacity. If you don’t seem to move past it, I suggest you draw a box. Dump all of the baggage deep in it. And then step out of the box. Breath. Bloom. 🌹 #ash_syahi #howisitlike

🌊 The Wave. #ash_syahi #howisitlike

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