Heart post !

I realize the want of talking more lately. Feels like so much of quietness has engulfed me that at times all I want to do is to talk. Talk about various things, books, plants, paintings, pictures, travels, something new ongoing around, values of life, worldview one makes and so many more things. And I feel there's a dearth in talking always, if it were not for Suman, my life would have missed all the meaningful conversations. I can't make people understand my state of thought, my mentality at the moment and anything. Or if I speak it would be mostly me talking, making it more like a one way conversation. Or it would be listening to others, without them realizing what's my point of say. Or there would be people with whom I would like to talk, but we seldom have time for each other. It just doesn't make much sense to anyone.

If only Suman were not there, my life would be so incomplete. So so incomplete. I feel grateful for this life as long as the friendship years :-) having not known her only for the early toddlerhood days. Thank you for being there in everything- for this life. I love you.

Metta !

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Moments of grief !

That moment when you even have no one to cry with and you are helpless like anything. I know that times will be better but it has already taken a lot of time. Please help endure dear heart!

This playlist now https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fd2e-mmeU_w !

Metta !!

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Conversations with thyself !

Some days it makes me believe my says are useless and of no use. However, I cannot make not saying says. Many times it's like talking to myself but yet I do. Many days I endure and some days I just cannot overcome it.

Thankfully I can pour words in the blank walls and fill the voids around.

Metta!

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Learning a different way !

I heard him complaining. Complaining about our thoughts-questioning our thoughts? Why/how can you be so? think so?

How could we complain about something he revered? He worshipped all throughout. Maybe our question hit hard on him at that point. Maybe it was a kick on something he worshipped. He couldn't handle it because someone was stepping on that. On my part, I was saying-my feelings. Just my feelings and trying to learn my way. Maybe an irrevalent comment it could have been. But it was my thought. I am learning via my thoughts, my perspectives and shaping it via your teachings.

Maybe our beliefs are very delicate. Delicate enough to be blown off even by a questioning other.

Life, learn in this path!

Metta !!

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Tranquility

NO you cannot feel bad. You are already a mother. Sink in "Mom" Sink in :-)

Metta !

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Excuses and life !

Sometimes it feels like I have been a bag of excuses. Excuses are what I make, but then I don't seem to have a way out. That's the only thing I have because those are realities in my life. They are happening as a series of mishaps and I am captured in those. Though I try to get out of them, try to run things better. I am captured. Captured somewhere in between. Hopefully, this too shall pass. Just that this passing time has been long and I am in trouble at this moment.

Metta!

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To you, my friend !

I couldn't have get along easier, had I not had my comfort zone around and some good people. Chantal, I will remember you for ages. For ages, you will be that friend who was beside me when I needed someone the most. Words indeed cannot define the feels at times I felt. You are beyond words.

Thank you for being there. I cannot thank you enough!

Loves,
Kay!

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