Colors of my thoughts

I'm tired of adulting. Do you feel the same way too? Heard of stormy rains and floods happening in India and instead of feeling sad, I actually kind of miss the whole shebang, that my good old days as a student. People often say, do not dwell on your past or look back. Work on your present and your future will come out just fine. But I say why not. If me remembering my past brings me peace and joy and a little sadness, why not dwell on it for a while there. having spent my entire life, minus 10 years, in the middle east, my love affair with the rains is something I reminisce always. The prayer bells of my neighbours at 4am in the morning and listening to their puja... The rain beating down on my window... Listening to the sound of drizzle ... The smell of fresh wet earth... Standing on my balcony and looking at all the trees and plants... MAking and drinking hot milk tea and feeling all fuzzy inside... Aaah! What a life it was! I have no complaints with my present lif...

Sometimes I just want to scream out loud... sometimes I want to know if anyone can really see me... Sometimes the pain is too much to bear... As my body shows no signs of repair. It's not fair I kept thinking every night in bed... what has life wanted but haven't said? I crave for love from my own... But they have failed miserably And left me alone. I was brought into this world with love and wantedness But the very same could care any less. I sought to love with my man... And my family put my existence on a ban. And as if that was not enough abuse... Life gave me more challenges to accuse. It told me you are strong and brave... You will but only crave. So now after decades of this so-called life... I'm but an empty hole inside. Now I battle with myself everyday... Wondering what is all this trouble and struggle going to pay... ..................................................................................  I didn't complete my...

Scars © Laura R Published: October 2015 Here on my arm lies a mark that I made. When I was so low, I cut with a blade To punish my body for being a mess, Though here is my testament, I must confess... That seeing these scars left on my arms, legs, and chest Makes me realize I was in a place of no rest; I feel guilty inside for leaving this token. Now I will see and remember that I was so broken. But seeing these scars helps me see That I survived so much trauma and now I am free. So I ask you now to stand with me and fight, To show all these demons what they're doing is not right. You won the battle of good versus bad. You are still alive and are no longer sad. Here on my arm lies a mark of survival. I got through my hate and beat my self-rival. Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/scars-18 .................................................................... Demons Of Darkness © Olivia B Published: Sept...

When I was first diagnosed  years ago, I was not put on any specific diet and started right away with Plaquinal. I will not  be talking about the various treatments I have had, as those who suffer from it, know them by heart. The treatments given across countries is almost the same and except for Humira, I tried the rest and finally gave up. When these medications were working no more, my husband was like...where you have dedicated 3 years of your life to this treatment, why don't you give Ayurvedic treatment a chance. So that we know we have tried everything that's out there and nothing worked. Whenever I even mentioned Ayurveda treatment, my Doctor would just snap and say that line of medicine is all hocus pocus and don't even mention it here in my office. I don't see the hatred here. My life in 3 years was non existent. I wasn't able to walk. I broke up with every friend because I as angry. Angry with my disease, angry with my life, Angry with God. I was angr...

We all have those shows we love to watch. We love the way they make us laugh or reminisce  or the morals they teach or the fact we need something to get through the day. My first series is a Kuwaiti series. Its not very new and if you can understand arabic..it is a must watch. The series talks about people and their relationships. Each one with their own take on what they feel life should be. One being about a couple who haven't got pregnant over a long time but are content and so much in love. I loved her character . She is a wonderful woman, classy, puts her husband and his family above herself and has so much love and attention to shower among the relationships around her.  I want to be so much like her. Poised and well spoken, soft and dispersing of beautiful love every now and then in doses. In the series, an old flame takes over their marital bliss and destroys everything to get her ex flame back. The man gets weak in an instance over a woman thrusting her good looks...

There are a few things I have been missing lately. Its been ages since I have experienced them and I miss those times so much.  So much of nostalgia .... There was bliss in those moments... Unrequited love in those moments...  Moments I thought would keep happening every now and then... Moments I took for granted... Times when I wish I had made note of... I miss - The times my mom ran her hand through my hair and stroked it. The times my dad carried me in his arms when I was even a bit ill. The times I sat on my parents lap for the heck of it and they cuddled me unknowingly. The times my mom applied rouge and lipstick on my face, with her ring finger, when attending a party. The times my dad held my hand firmly while crossing the bridge or at a crowded market. The times my mom oiled my hair and ears while placing my head on her lap. The times my mom taught me a few dance moves while cooking in the kitchen. The time I saw my ba...

And as imagination bodies forth The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing A local habitation and a name. – William Shakespeare (from A Midsummer Night’s Dream) Writing... is there anyone still writing?  There's a stationary shop at the market and it is one of my favorite places. The beautiful colorful assortment of pens and pencils and paints. All the typical items one would require to write their school notes and homework and projects.  Once you are done with your studies, very few I guess get to write anything or work on a paper. Computers have replaced them all. We are basically typing our messages on our chats and phones and PCs and laptop. Everyone is clicking pictures of the things they want to remember and no takes down notes anymore.  Even though I'm a child of the 70s, and have every possible access to gadgets around me, I miss the time when I wrote my diaries. When I missed my f...

Vitamins are essential nourishment for the smooth functioning of our bodies. Amongst the many, Vitamin E is one which constantly is included in beauty tips involving hair and skin and beauty.It has other important uses too namely, its good for various organs, helps in hardened arteries and  is good for the heart and other heart ailments. Besides it being an anti-oxidant, its also good for the nerves, in simple terms. Its found only in plants and fish, so we can eat our daily requirements through various foods rich in it or consume a supplement to make things easier. It would be a better option to consume foods rich in it and reap its benefits but in this day and age, when people skip meals or are diet conscious or practice a certain kind of diet, its difficult to make up for the daily intake of this vitamin. Lets just go through a few pointers as to how this vitamin contributes to our healthiness:- Balances cholesterol.  It fights harmful foreign bodies within the...