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When they ask you Why don’t you share the storms that you conceal in yourself? You must say ,” you who are used to calm seas Will not be able to contain my hurricanes”. -musehealer @bluehealermuse

Time stops.

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The colours are supposed to bring diversity.

They are there to create a beautiful vibrant world.

A world where love flourishes, grows and is celebrated.

Since when did the humans define colours as good or bad?

Since when did colours define a master and a slave?

If colours are to be celebrated..

Why can’t we celebrate diversity ?

So, there’s this old lady I saw, in a village named mana. It happens to be the last village in uttaranchal before we enter into the Chinese territory.

This is a small, quaint village with quiet people. This aunty sold woollen caps which she knit herself and narrated stories.

She seemed to know so much about the ancient natives of that village.

She knew about the gods, sages and fairies…

It’s beautiful..

When you are with yourself.

When you are your own company.

You don’t judge you, you understand you.

Then you discover a new person,

Who is flawed yet beautiful.

Who is so vulnerable yet strong.

You get to love you.

And be more you.

So, love solitude.

– Muse