Showing posts with label thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thoughts. Show all posts

Monday, December 15, 2014

On spirituality and overcoming fears



Off late, spirituality has found a way in my life. And for me, it’s an inward journey more than anything else. It started with asking myself questions and digging deep within to find the answers.

Though this journey is not as difficult as it sounds, it does take time and energy to accept your flaws in the first place, and then begin the digging. But yes, first step is always the most difficult.

Thanks to this journey and all this self digging, I’ve been actively trying to find answers to my biggest fears. I am insanely scared of height. And water.

I have no idea where these fears come from. And I don’t know how to let them go. The only thing I know is that I won’t simply accept and ‘live’ with these fears. I want to overcome them. Primarily, because they don’t make any sense, and also because they are an unnecessary hurdle to a world of adventures waiting for me.

And just as sneakily I inched my way towards the world of spiritually, I sneakily inched towards overcoming these fears. But not without the help of some beautiful individuals.

A couple of days ago, I chanced upon Breakfree Journey’s weekend plans of watching the Germinid Meteor Shower at a tucked away village called Jawhar. An exciting itinerary – including exploring lakes, a fort, a secret waterfall and interacting with the locals, made things even more interesting. So my bestie and I were all up and ready. The meteor shower experience deserves a whole post to itself but what was really unexpected was the adventure at the waterfall.

We were told beforehand that it will not be an easy ride. And had I known how bumpy it would be, I would have thought not twice but 200 times before going ahead. Steep descent, loose pebbles and this overpowering phobia, made things so bad for me that I was shivering with fear all throughout. I really was shitting bricks, and to be honest, I almost gave up. Almost.

But I didn’t. And yes, I did have help. Thank you, Rushikesh. You have no idea how much you’ve helped me. Really, thanks a bunch.


~s

Saturday, June 22, 2013

The unsettling feeling

There is so much bubbling inside me that it gets hard to put it down in a proper coherent manner.

Most of the times I think my troubles come from the fact that my head is constantly whirling. Thoughts never leave me and now they have crept in to my sleep as well. I cannot remember the last time I slept at a decent hour and did not wake up thinking.

This mediocrity of life is driving me crazy. It’s better to lose oneself in oblivion of all that life has to offer. Live life in a routine, do nothing out of the ordinary. Earn money. Spend money. Sleep, repeat.

Thanks to all this free time that I have had and some peculiar people that I happened to cross paths with, my bubble has been broken. My silly expectations from life have resurrected.

This is not who I want to be. This is not what I want to do. This banal existence and dumbness of senses is eroding me from inside.


I have been conditioned so perfectly that I know this is what I ought to do. The brain once again takes over the mind. And the questions have left unanswered, shoved under the carpet.

~S

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Pensive thoughts

"The world is full of chaos and the only mistake we make is get too attached to it."

 ~Yours truly.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Untitled

A fine summer day,
to hold your hand and walk the beach.
To lose ourself
in easy conversions and comfortable silences.


A fine summer day,
to be by myself.
And
remember you.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012

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"No, there is no such thing as love. Just attachment. And sometimes lust"

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

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I have been meaning to update these pages but I have been a little lost these days. Its hard to find your center what your anchor itself is floating. Its quite overwhelming, the events that have been unfolding. I wonder where it will all lead to.

I feel like a mere spectator of my own life.

Friday, October 15, 2010

Walk Along


Fire & flames,
Chimes & choir,
All things good,
All things bad,
Walk along

Times that were,
Walk along,
Times that are,
Walk along

A distant echo,
A shy smile,
A stiffened giggle,
An angry rant,
Walk along

Times that were,
Walk along,
Times that are,
Walk along

A soothing voice, ruffled hair,
Moments of fiery passion,
The sheets tell a story,
A story untold,
Walk along

The demon of a mind that is
A bully, a mirror,
A book in the writing.
The pages that never fly away,
Till its time has come,
To be swept away in waves,
Buried down under,
Or burned in the holy fire

Times that were,
Times that are,
Always walk along