Make them yours, your dreams!

Amidst the shambles, in search of thee,

I go in pursuit of making you my reality,

Hidden, until desperately sought after, you clearly choose to be,

But, hey, my eyes, open wide or shut tight, you are what they clearly see!

Beauty be just skin deep.

What’s with the obsession about how we look? 

I’ve always been puzzled on how to react when people compliment me on how I look (which happens extremely rarely). On the contrary I’ve always wanted to impress people with the work I do. Compliment me on my work, my thoughts, my choices, my deeds, my persona – you’ll find my happy. 

Criticise my looks, make fun about my appearance and you wouldn’t find me giving a damn. But diss my work, you’ll find you’ve rubbed me the wrong way.

Looks seriously cease to matter. What matters ultimately is the kind of person you are, the kind of work you do, and the difference that you make with your existence.
Cheers! βœ¨πŸ’–

Whatever it takes…

Let’s stick on to each other,

Like ink on a piece of paper,

Irrevocable, undetachable,

Let’s live in a fable, let’s live without a label πŸ’–

To Dreams!✨

It’s never too late,

Don’t push something to be destined by fate,

Instead, work your way toward what you want,

There’s​ nothing in the universe, that achieve, you can’t,

For, what you’re seeking, is lying in wait, seeking you,

And all it takes, to reach there, is, efforts true,

Be your own paragon

Become your own icon,

Create for you, a niche that you’d be proud to own,

An identity, a name, that no one can dethrone,

Begin to climb the ladder to a life you think would awesome,

Live to see your dreams blossom!

Everytime you fall… Rise tall!πŸ’–

puncture now and then,

Shouldn’t stop you from finding your zen,

Your journey, you know, ain’t freefall,

So disruptions big and small, shouldn’t let it stall,

Pursue your calling, ensure you have a ball,

Pursue until you succeed, rise everytime you fall! 

Keep Going…✨

With the crests and troughs in the curve called life,

There’s nothing uniform, not even the strife,

Keep going, give whatever it takes to reach where you want,

There’s nothing in the world that achieve, you can’t,

Look beyond your flaws, look beyond your scars,

For you are meant to reach the stars!

They stand tall, of them all πŸ’–

Whoever coined the word housewife for the most extraordinary (multitasking) perfectionist in the world, really needs to get his vocabulary straight. 

Because, being one ain’t easy – one day she’s not at home, the whole house is in chaos, plus the volume of work to be done, blinding. 
From waking up first in the morning each day, to managing literally everything for each member of the family, to maintaining​ things in proper order in the house, she does it all single-handedly. 

She makes time for everybody, ensures she’s got everything covered for everyone – without reminders and alarms and Google Keep. 

She finds time to pursue her passion, she meets people she loves, she becomes the connect that binds everything together.

She doesn’t make a hue and cry about what she does, she instead, makes everything look so simple and easy and in perfect order.
We don’t recognize or appreciate what she does, she doesn’t ask for hikes, holidays or incentives either; but the day she’s not around, there is mayhem everywhere and we realize what it is, to be her.
Love πŸ’–