Resilience!!

It doesn’t matter…if our car broke down in the middle of the road, if the insurance costs became higher than our paychecks, if a burglar just managed to ransack our house & if the competition we so prepared for, failed...!

It doesn't matter...if our dinner got burned, if we lost on our most desired dream job, if we always got late...and failed time & again in love & health...The power of belief on which we all breed; the certain knowledge we have of our own; the enduring will which never gives in & the little stress that we must take, helps us overcome all the hardships, and gets us the very faith that 'everything' shall someday, one-day, be all right..........

"The harder we're hit by life, the stronger we get!!" And it’s our resilience that always helps, bring us BACK!!

Monday, September 5, 2022

Note to Self

I realized that if I wanted a different experience,

I needed to choose differently.

For starters, I had to stop returning to the same environment, same people, same energies that presented me with the same experiences.

We deserve to be in spaces and relationships that make us happy, that feed our soul and help us grow.

We are worthy of connections that are loving, nourishing, kind and authentic. 

So before you settle for anything less, remind yourself that the places you visit and the people you journey with through life, should make you feel safe, loved and enough.

protect your peace 🫶🏻

I'm not everything I wanted to be today, but I’m more than I was, and I’m definitely still learning.

Sunday, September 27, 2020

Life Comes A Full Circle

Its been a while since I have penned my thoughts. So this evening as I drifted onto my terrace looking for an escape; my mind stirred onto things I had left behind.




The stirring winds & fresh air brought to me memories from the deepest corners of my mind.

 I was born here in Bombay - bustling, burning, bursting Bombay. A city of tiny homes inhabited by people with tenacious hearts... 

I grew up to the soul stirring songs of our very own Indian cinema, to the sound of my family's laughter, to the aroma of the fried fish on Sundays & the infectious scent of the colourful flowers that my mom placed in our temple every morning. 

I practiced lessons on the black walls & made card castles on the checkered floors, with colorful toys & stupid dolls. 

I grew up with ink stained fingertips, paper cuts & dreams of escape swimming in my eyes, with the wild in my bones scratching it out. 

I grew up while the floor was changed, walls were moved & heart was discovered.

I grew up in that room, the first time I fell in love and the time after that & much after that. 
I dreamed standing on the open terrace of my 3 storeyed building gazing ahead this brilliant beautiful city, weathering the waxing & waning of the moon, watching the other little boxes, people across the street, wondering…

"Here comes the feeling, I thought I’d almost forgotten."