Nidhis.daily.blog

Tag: failure

  • Extra baggage

    “Extra baggage welcome, at a cost” says the Airport signpost. & I wonder doesn’t that apply elsewhere too. If you carry extra, you gotta pay elsewhere.

    Carry your past and you pay with guilt. Carry shame and you pay with remorse. Carry a yardstick for success and pay by yearning to live by its standard. Carry what others think of you and you can never be your true self.

    Life’s a mixed bouquet

    Chasing happiness as per other people’s expectations or by peer pressure is like a dog trying to catch his tail. A futile effort leading to little  more than momentary satisfaction.

    Being yourself, holding your stead and being comfortable in your own skin, thoughts and pace of life is a tough, sometimes lonely but fulfilling journey.

  • Hustle culture

    Is it always necessary to be busy? To keep moving, to struggle and to win? It does give us a momentous joy when victory is ours, but then wasn’t the journey also worth enjoying? After all that is where life happens. While it’s important to have an eye on the prize, did we get lost in the daily chase to cherish little joys of life?

    Enjoy the swim

    So say nay to the hustle culture. Hustle but at your own pace, with your own goals and in your own zone. More important is the zeal to live, the motivation to show up and the attitude to take things in stride. Winning or not, you are a champion anyways. So enjoy while you compete and complete the races of life with a smile drawn on your face. 💕

  • Burden of memories

    For all the years past, all the love lost and all the silence borne. I wish I could cry in your arms until the tears stopped flowing. I wish I could erase the memories sparing just the laughs. I wish I could ease the pain until only love remained.

    I wish I could find words to express. Courage to ask forgiveness. Strength to meet you. Intellect to rein emotions. I want to keep the memories minus the aches, the experience without the trauma and the faces without the words that were exchanged.

    In forgiveness I seek freedom. Freedom from guilt, ache, painful memories and all the sufferings related to it. For in my mind I am still the wrong doer who is out free and hence doesn’t deserve to be happy.