Stutispage

Life grows

around people,

One of those days,

when my brain spiraled into so many memories,

the memories of being uplifted back

into the running waters of life,

all those people who brought me back on my feet

sometimes through words

and sometimes through hugs

sometimes that gentle smile and a simple glimmer in the eye

showing me the uniqueness of my being

and that there was no other way

except to be me!

grateful to all you beautiful souls,

my personal voices from the universe

sincerely

Decay is inevitable,

Thus making every*thing* flaccid,

the only rigid possibility is our "mind"

the moment we let go,

of the *me* from the *me*mory

we become infinite in

our very own being!

Sometimes I feel

Scales growing on my heart

it hurts, it aches

and then i Scream,

with all I've got

and I realise

all I have is a

How every touch has a feeling,

It feels different when in love

It feels like nothing when it is not love

Touch transmits a feeling of care

of Caress, at the same time

the same gesture could hold feelings of disgust 

and the same could make you feel comforted

cars are

MAGIC BOXES

you get in from one world & then you wake up in an another new world

Life has changed post pandemic,

the mindset,

the EQ,

and goals most of all.

to make a choice/s, 

and deciding to stick to it,

the chaotic and charismatic “present”

the fight for the greater good 

life has become bigger than what it ever was...

More than anything today we are well, and we are sick at the same time. Some more than others, but more than the virus and the deaths, what is going on is the fight inside of us, troubled life crisis. That loss of purpose. 

It is really not the isolation that bothers, but the company of ones own thoughts. That are way more intense than what really is going on around us. 

Your deeds are your monuments.

yes, they truly are, and this is the best time, to make those monuments. And most of all it is the right time to show that “humanity” is still a buildable block, and not something that is in the ruins.

It takes tremendous strength to think straight, when your own existence is in question. But the irony is this is exactly when you can see clearly, and this clarity - if you choose it that is. It might make you do wonders. 

Just little things, sometimes said and sometimes done. Could turn into big and ugly scars in a beautiful relationship. Just mend them there and then, before they become festering wounds, beyond healing.

there are places, we might just say something totally unintended, and it might hurt... a simple word, an unintended laugh, could be just anything. but the bottom line is it was UNintended...

The eyes grow deeper,

As the soul becomes hollow,

Fear takes me over,

As ambition goes lower,

“Just one word”,

And my heart broke,

No word for reply I could make,

I did not say,

For I was in a fray,

Would it be rite,

To break another too,

So I just kept quiet,

Gave no silence ,

No glare in the eye,

But just a smile ,

And said good bye...

Stuti Arora

There fight is ours It always has been In and out Out and in And in a world that is silent Our voice counts

So stand up and shout Once in a while For, if people who could make a difference We're to stand idle Busy in their own battles

too much dynamics, too much happiness, too much heavy, too much just way too much...

All of us artists were given these means to express...

Express the pain, some torment,

maybe a broken heart,

so that maybe we resonate somewhere,

and help heal others in the process of healing ourselves...