When The Posts Were for No One Ft. Realizations

I have long maintained that my posts are never for someone. And that was true till a while ago. And then it changed a little bit. I met someone who I can attribute at least 4 of my posts to. This was quite a big change for me. Initially I did not want to share those pieces on social media because they seemed more personal and intimate than any of the others I had written for some years. But they are online now, and they don’t look any different than my other posts. Only I would know the difference.

Okay I let in a couple of my friends on the secret too. They were surprised but supporting nonetheless! I make it sound more dire than the situation really is. But it seemed like a crucial milestone to log in the blog. I will not be posting the dates because I remember them anyway. The timestamps have skipped my mind now, which is progress! Haha. Full disclosure: the posts are still abstract, fictional and creative pieces. But the fact that they were born out of emotions after a certain period in time are enough to warrant this whole post!

It was a different time and refreshing experience for me. And to see if it could be discerned from the content of the piece that it was another kind of special. There are happy, fluffy pieces and really dark, heavy poems/haiku that can be attributed to that time. I am glad to report that all of the new pieces are free from the burden of that time or place or person or animal or thing :p Trying to make it light. Thank god it was only those 4 posts and now I’m back to fictionally orchestrated posts. Fancy term for : it came to me like that! One more confession: I cut my nails, voluntarily. To the world it may not seem like a lot. But my friends who understood the enormity of the situation gave me their full reactions. People change their hair as a trans-formative action. For me, it’s nails! Context: I used to be a chronic nail biter. I’ve somehow got over that habit in the last couple of years, so I treasure my natural nails a little bit too much now. Cutting them is a big deal. This post has turned into a life update of sorts.

I don’t know who enjoys reading these random posts, but I’m sure I will fondly look over these later in life (if I live long enough, but that is a topic for another day, haha). Thank you for reading! Hope everyone is keeping busy, staying safe and having fruitful days 🙂

PS. The featured image is from that day, serving as a cool reminder.

Define Love

Define Love.
It’s a feeling, an emotion, and a religion that you make. It’s a current that shoots through your body electrifying and numbing the senses, both at once. It ebbs and flows, transforms you all day, every day. It lifts you up and keeps you afloat. It can also drown you. Because there is no exception or definition of love that is complete. It’s you, and it’s that one person who you just thought of.

 


We’re defining love today! I wouldn’t take up this immense task myself if it weren’t for overwhelming feelings one day, and this piece was born. It has been a while, and I still stand by this definition. It could change one day, but the last sentence will always resonate with me. Sometimes I surprise myself with some of my words. I just have never known that this feeling or this emotion exists in me – it is birthed in grandeur frequently. However, the underlying emotion resonates with a lot of people, and I am taken aback by the power of words! Especially when it is about life, relationships and/or love. I do not claim to be the authority on all of this, but a good grasp of the concept is enlightening and honestly a little bit empowering.

I share my raw feelings here like it were my diary. If you’re looking for me, you’ll find me between the lines, the rhetoric of the meaning and the metaphor of the cliche. What can I say, I love words and the English language!

Hope everyone reading has a lovely day! Signing off.

-Saloni

Image Credits: Etsy – Nicole Miz

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