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.We believe in power of expression and freedom of interpretation.We aim to express not to influence.We paint the canvas with words leaving the interpretation solely to the reader.

I strongly believe that the only way to walk past a personal grief with grace is extreme indulgence.To feel the emotions...
20/03/2026

I strongly believe that the only way to walk past a personal grief with grace is extreme indulgence.
To feel the emotions the experience brings within your core and to extract all the lessons it was meant to teach you.
You have to feel it until you cannot feel it anymore and then you must release it.
In this tiny moment of liberation, you have to find the strength to forgive who you should to set yourself free.


13/03/2026

Elsa dances above the fall
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She is a crazy lady.
She tells me nothing is good enough
if it can’t hurt her.

I laugh at the absurdness.
I call it an empty stunt.

She tells me she likes to taste fire
or spit blood.

I ask her, isn’t she afraid of
falling off the edge of the bridge
she dances on?

She tells me that’s what makes her
dance fluid
and her moves flawless.

“Stupid man, you call me crazy.
Do you think I’d be a prodigy
had I danced on easy ground?

I have broken my bones
learning to stand on my toes.

Now I almost never fall,
and even if I do,
I don’t mind icy waters anymore.”

Don’t close your eyes. Let it see the world through the lens of your being and form its unique image. An image that is n...
09/03/2026

Don’t close your eyes.
Let it see the world through the lens of your being
and form its unique image.
An image that is not borrowed from someone else’s sight. An image that speaks of you.



Don’t close your eyes. Let it see the world through the lens of your being and form its unique image. An image that is n...
09/03/2026

Don’t close your eyes.
Let it see the world through the lens of your being
and form its unique image.
An image that is not borrowed from someone else’s sight. An image that speaks of you.

How I wish that all the women who ever existed were appreciated, even just a little, for their contributions while they ...
08/03/2026

How I wish that all the women who ever existed were appreciated, even just a little, for their contributions while they were alive. How I wish their ideas and perspectives had been given the forefront they deserved. What a glorious evolution it might have been if men and women had been allowed to play their best parts, together.
Sometimes I marvel at the idiocies of humans. They are busy fighting among themselves rather than supporting one another and defying time.

Nevertheless, I am euphoric that times are changing, and I owe it to all the strong and beautiful women who laid their bones and cemented the foundation of women’s uprising with their own blood.

We stand tall on the other side your sacrifice.



Happy Women’s Day 💌 ❤️
08/03/2026

Happy Women’s Day 💌
❤️



Happy Women’s Day 🚺
08/03/2026

Happy Women’s Day 🚺



Diplomacy
06/03/2026

Diplomacy

Peace🕊️
05/03/2026

Peace🕊️

Peace 🕊️ WakeUpCallCollectiveConscienceSilenceIsLoudWorldOnFireMoralQuestionsArtAsResistance
03/03/2026

Peace 🕊️






WakeUpCall
CollectiveConscience
SilenceIsLoud
WorldOnFire
MoralQuestions
ArtAsResistance

I am open book with some scribbled pages& the pages that I scribbled were never mine to write but I wrote it anyway.It t...
23/01/2022

I am open book with some scribbled pages

& the pages that I scribbled were never mine

to write but I wrote it anyway.

It taled someone else's story that my heart

couldn't conjure to make entirely mine.

But the book is mine.It's not neat but it's

meaningful.

It doesn't decorate ideas affirmatively like a fact.

It believes in the power of scope.

It writes it's chapters with faith and is not

afraid to scribble the pages that are not worthy

of their existence. It might even tear a few that

are completely pointless.

But despite the scribbling what remains is

significant.

It tells different stories with a common influence,

Love, Hope & Wonder. Rest all is just scribbled

apart, ushered into nothingness. The legacy of

the book works exactly like life, to hold what

makes you stronger & to let go of what kills your

vibe.


I came across this wonderful art piece by & instantly knew that I should write on this.--------------------------------...
05/07/2020

I came across this wonderful art piece by & instantly knew that I should write on this.
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So it's true, there are two kinds of learning.
One, that of your mind which is merely an adaptation of findings of law, science, civilization and universe.
And then there is learning of your heart. There is no rule book or syllabus to it. Your heart learns what it is exposed to & though this may continue lifelong but your childhood exposure builds your tendencies most significantly. Scholars call it psychology of child development & this is what brings me to my topic.

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| Firechild

A child's heart should not

be exposed to silence.

A child's heart should not

be exposed to absence.

For it's too fragile to

make peace with it.

Today the little one may

play through the silence &

giggle through the absence.

But the heart remembers.

Heart yearns &

Heart longs for embrace.

Tomorrow when he'd grow through

lack of love & care.

He might be as good as others

on the outside but his insides will

be susceptible.

He'd be like a helium balloon

just as pretty, rising the sky but

much more explosive & much

less stable.

What do you do when you slip

on a watery surface?

You clench the first thing you can

grab and so would he.

He'd cling to people with an

extraordinary passion.

Because the heart remembers.

Heart yearns & heart longs for embrace.

But who's to fill the deficit needs of

a thirsty heart?

Noone can & no-one will!

He'd cling to drugs & delude himself.

A mirage to hide contractions.

If you are already lost then what's the

harm in getting too lost?

I hope amongst all this chaos, lingerings

& delusions this firechild finds his flame.

Because the ones who are given too

little are the ones who have too much to

give.

So before your heart explodes carrying

all that it holds, just know;

What to do with all that love in you?

Pass it on in your deeds.

Pass it on in your words.

Pass it on in your songs.

Pass it on in your art.

Pass it on in your smiles.

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