Have the courage to be disliked?

“Do you like me?”
“Oh please like me…please please please..”
We are either speaking these out loud or we are inwardly saying this in everything we do.
Being human is one thing we can’t get over.
From the beginning, we are asked to be good. “Be good ” “behave well” “you are a good boy/girl ” “just like my boy/girl” etc etc.
But do you know? it’s a trap?
The trap of people liking us. Trapping us to do what they or others want and stray away from what we deeply want. We tend to fall for it because we feel that’s right
Initially, it becomes easy to do as per others’ guidelines but gradually when we begin to discover what we want..things change our needs will conflict with others’ needs. It’s hard but doesn’t mean that it’s not achievable. Train your mind to do things you like in your way. We dont need to be necessarily be liked by all, because we are not everyone’s cup of tea…we are our glass of vodka or wine..which can intoxicate in a way that none can understand. The world is cruel and crooked, they trick us with a label of being liked and make us do things in our way following the monotony.
Choose for a different path…you shall be led to your destiny.

A monotony..do you want to escape??

We all are so used to this monotony that we are too lazy to even grab the door and walk away. We keep ourselves comfortable in the pain too that even pain becomes a habit to us.
Sometimes I end up drinking the same sugar-less tea, just because I am lazy to get the sugar from the cupboard and add it to my tea. We do this most of the time. Have you ever slept all night on the bed sweating just because you are lazy to switch on the fan?
It is sometimes possible that the exit to a better one is right over there, but we choose to suffer..a little more every day.
Wandering in agony and suffering the silence and grudge the world has for us. We are gradually becoming stronger and used to the pain or may call it numb.
Do we realize whats the pain-causing damage to us?

Do we ever realize what we can achieve by choosing to walk away from pain?
We hardly do.
So why not give it a try.

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TheChaoticPoetess
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Do we ever realize what we can achieve by choosing to walk away from pain?
We hardly do.
So why not give it a try.

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Like a fallen star

Like a fallen star from the sky.
I wandered everywhere to
Find my sky.
But all I found in the land.
Which extended and changed now and then.
I slipped.
I drowned.
I was exhausted.
I was broken.
I just existed. But survived the storms.
For a moment I thought, the whirlwind might take me home.
Yet again, it withered me into pieces.
Finally, I saw the sunshine.
The raindrops contained my reflection.
Yet, nothing took me home to my sky.
Until it was night,
When the moon lit up the sky.
With thousands of stars up there.
I lay there watching it, where I felt at home.
Until a wave carried me away,
Into an infinity.
When I was finally up in the sky.
Like a tingling star.
Dazzling in the sky,
Watching the world from up above.
With a smile.
That brightened the world beneath.

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TheChaoticPoetess
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What Women’s Day truly mean to Me

Perfect morning and I am as usual into the daily chores. But again what was so special about the day? Nothing, but it was International Women’s Day, and it is all perfectly normal for me.
Like always, I posted something for Women’s day, and all wished me the same. I too wished the same to all.

A strong woman is someone who does not bother about gender equality but works of her caliber. She doesn’t beg or fight for her position, because she earns it on her way. She doesn’t need feminism or war, because she is beyond it.
Be it a mom, a little girl, or even a grandmother, homemaker, entrepreneur, or even a working lady…she has her own identity which is unbreakable.
Respect her, and she gives it back double.
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Happy Women’s Day to all my dear ladies out there.
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Sreepriya Menon

But then I realized, do we women actually feel the speciality of this day?

Do we feel that we are being especially accepted or just accepted at least?

Why do women I know, feels quite related to contents posted on inequality, gender gap, no financial independence, security and safety, emotional abuse and much more violence?

Are we truly celebrating the day with a whole heart or a hole in the heart?

Dont we all truly feel the pain of injustice happening to all the women in the world or maybe anything related to a human being?

I do not claim that all women are oppressed, but many are.

There are child rapes happening, rapes and abuse and much more, but never given justice.

Don’t you think that these injustices happening around need to be curbed for the good?

Why we celebrate this Women’s day

  • when most women around us are not even valued for their gender?
  • when there are numerous child rape cases happening and only the women are blamed for it?
  • When there is domestic abuse occurring, but again the women do silently suffer without hesitance?
  • When women themselves are blaming their own kind, how can even man support it?
  • When the gender gap is created by women itself.

how can justice prevail, when the women are not into it together. If I say I would blame the women in the society for downgrading themselves to the level of being treated like trash.

The mothers teach their daughters to silently suffer marital rape and be in a relationship, where they suffer a lot in the name of society. The mothers teach their daughters to do household chores and ask the boys to sit on the couch and enjoy snacking. When the women themselves are not confident enough to think better of themselves and blame the other independent women to be bitch who never take care of the family, she is bounded to, it is indeed a big war among the same breed.

But again, women need not have any ones approval to be what she wants. All she needs is to be accepted as who she is irrespective of all factors that categorize her as a woman. Let her be her….and he be him. Why mix coffee and tea as they both have their own flavours and taste.

Whole in whole, I feel like a complete woman in my own way. For me, being whole means I do not need an identity as a mom, or a daughter or a sister .. all I need is the identity of a whole woman, not a tag line that lingers around me.

And someday I shall achieve it, no matter what. But again, once i attain it, all the identity that lingered with me will shatter away, because, those roles I carried on till then need me in the way they want, not how I wanted myself to be.

Till then, Women’s day is yet another day in my life.

Yet!

To all Women who feel complete in their life

Happy Women’s Day !!

Do let me know in the comments, how you feel complete. I believe everyone has their own reasons. Even men can comment, what’s your idea of a complete woman.

Have a Great Day !!!

Beads of my Chaos

It was hard indeed, a change, a relocation quite unexpected in my life. Even though I am quite open to challenges that appear in my life, this time it shattered me. I was quite unsure when this came up, it did break open certain wounds that I never expected will ever appear in my life.
I was quite settled down in my space, it was like my safe house, but then again like tumbled down, I am pushed away from my comfort zone. The pain was quite shattering. It did misplace my mind. Even then not completely agreeing to the changes, I accepted it, because that was my nature. All i ever knew, from the very beginning of my life, is to get adapted.
I was so comfy with friends around, and a life that I always wanted with my beloved ones, but again I had to move on. My destiny seemed to have shifted from where I was. But my soul was contained there where I belonged.
I wondered why it always happens to me, the moment I feel like there is no more shifting and finally, I am settled, I am thrown quite far away from where I belong. And just leaving me scarred for a long time. Gradually the pain either takes me over or I conquer the pain and live with it forever.
I feel like I am just a robot in motion,
trying to figure out my notions,
but just flowing along with the tide…
the windows seem so different,
even when the sun shines the same…
the doors opened up to a world,
unknown to me.
The journey seems normal,
bu the path never collided with the one I wished for,
like the dandelion fragmented into the air,
pieces of me, scattered away in the breeze.

Unsure is my notions,
Unsure is my words which flow,
is it because I am cold,
Or is it because my heart is frozen.
I wondered as I wandered,
again in search of the same comfort,
I lost on my journey.

Yet again, all I knew is,
I will return to where i belong.
The place where i was nurtured and cared.
The arms where I belong,
but the wait is hard and grievous,
which indeed is breaking my patience
and my yearning for living.

Devoid of all feelings,
I live the present,
to conquer my future,
which I await the most.