All posts filed under: The Series

Zoom the Little Beauties

“I stop and stare, to see the beauty hidden in little things. I stop for a while, to inhale a little deeper, and to praise this heavenly beauty.” Seeker, Today I call you, Treasure. For you are going to find the smallest treasures in life. Today I want you to tell something beautiful, I realized walking in the path of life. Seeker, we inherit a tendency to look outside, always. We seek for an enriched life, we wish for the stars to have in our arms. Sometimes, we envy to the ones who receive all the things they had desired once. But, today I want to tell you, life is big, it holds something much bigger than we see, we wish and we long for. The most powerful truth of life is, it holds the most beautiful blessings in the little things we ignore. We think we have left them behind, just to make our way ahead, but the fact is, these little beauties make our life a perfect one. Hard to believe, what does …

Know Yourself

You’re in the process of becoming. This time, reinvent yourself with all your glory. Seeker, Today I call you, Mirror. For today I want to hold a mirror in front of you. You are Alive, Awaken. You are Brokenly Beautiful. You will hear a Calling. You will discover your abandoned Dream. You are the Echo of tomorrow. You are going to turn your fear into Faith. You are Grace of Gratitude. You are Hope, for you have the light within you, awaiting behind the cloud. You are an Ignited spark of Inspiration. You have the Journal of your own Journey. You are a sea of Kindness. You are a Lamp of Love. You are Magical. You have everything buried in Now. You are an Oblivion. You are a Prayer. You have Questions. You are Reborn and Redefined. You are Sound of Silence. Your story is written in the Universe. You will Unwrap your own happiness one day. Every moment, you are sending good Vibes all over. You have a bloom of Wisdom in your heart. …

Learn From Your Wounds and Scars

“Wound is the paradise where grows the bloom of wisdom.” Seeker, Today I want to call you Wisdom. For I believe, you are wise, you hold the wisdom you learned from your scars and wounds. And I know, they help you to grow each day. They are the reason behind you have become wiser, for now, you hold the peace within. You know, recovery is a journey. Sometimes, it takes the whole life to recover from the pain that is engraved inside. We receive the pain for our innocence, and then, we welcome the pain inside our heart. The pain becomes buried there, with time, it gets there planted so deeply that whenever we try to uproot, it digs deeper its root, inside the deepest place of the heart. This way, the pain becomes a forever thing. You thought that with the tide of time, the pain has become a faded memory, it is erased now. But the truth is, seeker, the pain is somethings that can’t be forgotten ever. The more you want to …

An Ode To Oblivion

Sometimes, you want to thank the day gone by, to make a promise for the new. Seeker, Today I call you Stranger. For I know, you are still a stranger to yourself, and I strongly believe it. You don’t know how powerful you are, how much strength you hold inside. Before going to write this letter, I want to thank some precious things. I thank your scars, they made you even more beautiful. I thank your brokenness, for it made a new soul collage of you, once again. I thank every failure, for they paved the way to success. I thank the day gone by, for making a promise for the new. I thank the colours of the dusk, for making you bestowed with a drop of morning dew. I thank the storm passed, withstanding the one, you learned the power of resilience. I thank the darkest night you have witnessed, and the nightmare, for waking you up into a splendid daybreak. I thank the ones who left you, for they made you walk alone. …

The Broken Star

SCARS AND GLORY – The Series Of Being And Becoming Chapter 2 – The Broken Star I see, some broken stars. Lying here alone, on the ground. Homeless, like orphan, they are seeking home. Sometimes, the star gets broken and fall on earth. The pieces get shattered on the ground. Dreams are lost. Yet, they are alive, awaken. Shining from within. I feel, they are enlightened. It does not matter, how many pieces you are broken into. Remember, all of them is you. Every pieces belong to you. You shine, still. You breathe, you dream, you feel. For in every pieces of you, there is an echo of the light. The lost light. The light, you were searching for so long. The light, you had lost, long ago. You thought there would be no light, again in your life. But, it was there. Always, shining from the veil of darkness. Yes, the darkness you were wrapping yourself with, was the biggest lie of your life. Because you were always been directed by the light, towards the …

Ancestors

SCARS AND GLORY – The Series Of Being And Becoming Chapter 1 – Ancestors Dear soul, you are the daughter of a star and the universe is your home. Have you forgotten who are you? Who were your ancestors? Here is a little reminder. You are born of a star, you are born of love and light. Dear soul, you are the daughter of a star and the universe is your home. How can you forget your strength, your courage? Even stars get broken sometimes, but they always try to collect the pieces and then, they shine in unison. This time, they shine brighter. For now they know their inner power. You are born from a wish. It was a moment of love, when your mother made a secret wish to the universe. She wished for the star she is praying, to come to her womb and bloom. The wish was so pure, so powerful that the universe granted it. So the star sent a part of her to your mother, and she gave birth …

Scars & Glory – The Series

SCARS AND GLORY -The Series Of Being And Becoming Preface In my every breath, I am writing a book. In my every blink, I am weaving a story. The book is being written since years, perhaps, before my birth. When the universe blessed my mother sending its messenger to the earth. The light she embraced, the love she was bestowed on. From that very moment, this book is being written. I started weaving this story in my mother’s womb. Without any words, without any ink, I wrote the first chapter of the book I call, Life. Since then, this delicate soul has been nurtured, transformed, and bloomed. I travel within my heart, and I find some shabby corners there. Sometimes, you’ll see some pieces here, which I’ve written exploring some of the deepest alleys through my soul. They’re like the flower’s broken petals, homeless, for years. They’re like the shattered pieces of the stars lying on the ground, awaiting to shine in unison. I embrace my scars as my glory, for I find them as …