It's the rain again...

Rain does cleanse a lot of things...
Souls that are wrapped in dirt,
minds that get soiled deep,
bodies that are full of restless thoughts...
Rain does cleanse a lot of things.
Things that are no longer living, things that are just breathing shall RESPIRE for a while...
Today happened to be a strangest day in a while. I sat looking at the rain, letting the wind splash those droplets from heaven onto my face, restless than ever.

Like that Syrian kid who said, "I will tell God everything!" before getting shot, I stared at the sky rumbling some rantings, hoping God to do something phenomenal immediately! A lightning striked, as if God heard me and it was a sign of assurance. Felling better since then. Tired still as if a long ridden FEVER just passed out. I slept all evening and woke up now only to post this. But yes... When I go up there, I will tell God everything! Every damn thing.

Rain does cleanse a lot of things. Isn't it?

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New Year... New me.

The Truth is I no longer give a damn to what others have to say! My fresh 365 days are in front of me soon *more literally in my case* and all I choose to do is to make myself happy and proud for how I will have spent these days.

Simple yet complicated act is to love yourself, for all the good things you do and good deeds you perform. You're a charming soul inside. All you need to do is to carry your self off pretty well in sync with the inner you. Why fall for someone temporary when you can fall in love with yourself permanently. 😉💕 *No, I am not Sheila from Sheila Ki Jawani, we share same feelings, may be. 😜*
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Nameless..

Several hurdles,
Painful words,
Bee stings, endless quarrels.
Dodge one, the other comes.
Broken pieces,
couldn't be put back in shape.
Opposite Ends never met.
Lies that what this eyes sees,
Lies that what this heart feels.
Lies that everything that exists,
At present.
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Tarnished character.
Torn pages of diaries.
Hurtful memories.
No matter what changes were made,
Compromises were so single sided.
Expectations, that never met.
Help that never arrived.
Soul that still survived.
Life of a loner.
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~ PraJna DreameR
#DreameRsDiary

Memory...

Everything reminds me of you.
Promises and smiles.
Jokes and trolls.
Portraits and secrets.
Movies and songs.
Paintings and photographs.
Food and tea.
Books and quotes.
Cellphones and texts.

Anger and scoldings.
Rantings and headaches.
Tears and lose.
Quarrels and lost.
Minutes and seconds.

Your name and your voice.

Every damn thing reminds me of you...
What am I to you?
A known Stranger.
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Picture : Bengaluru Evening, Karnataka. India.

Strings of Life.

  After a long time I took her out of her case. She felt ignored all these days.
I tried playing her, she had lost her tuning. I set the tune right, on each string, turning the knobs in and out slowly, she broke a string,
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I was already feeling low for all uncertain things in life that I gave up my feeling of playing her once today.
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But she was fascinating to me, she was everything once, even though I never played a complete song, she knew I loved her. That's when things got personified.
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We fall in love with non living things, we tell them our secret wishes and stories, we make them feel alive, nah!! We hallucinate things to be alive... Talk in terms of HE and SHE instead of IT & THAT...
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Well, I did fix that broken B string again, I played Beethoven 's -  Für Elise, a small bit slower version... Rendering every note... Slowly... The first ever song I played on my guitar, the tune that haunts me... For unknown reasons...
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Peace of mind conquered for an hour!
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#ThankYouGod #DreameRsDiary #GodOfSmallThings

It's Okay!

I write for myself.
I write for I want to write.
I write so that I feel better.
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Today, I felt the need to understand that it's okay if others don't like what we do so passionately.
It's okay if none console us when we're depressed.
It's okay if none like us the way we are.
It's okay to cry and brood over the problems.
It's okay if people mock you.
It's okay to be a loner by choice.
It's okay to be a loser.
It's okay to dislike the society.
It's okay to ignore social gatherings.
It's okay to get ignored.
It's okay to be a burden to everybody.
It's okay to suffer the illness.
It's okay if not wanting to do what everybody else do.
It's okay, absolutely Okay, to be abnormal.
It's okay, as far as nothing is okay.

Nothing is Permanent

Once upon a time, not so long ago, a Dark cloud was consoling a White pluffy cloud on a mountain top.

"Sometimes rather most of the times in life, I feel like crying, I feel helpless, I am not as adorable as you are, I am not what people might like, people blame me if I rain, people curse me if I don't, people don't give a damn as far as they're not bothered, they worry only when it's troubling them.
I being a dark cloud have many things to brood upon, but I am here for a reason, Good or Bad, I have to form clouds and rain when it's time! I am created for this reason."
White young Cloud ☁ which was listening carefully, was depressed in life, wiped away the tears, and started accepting the things the experienced Dark cloud was saying.
Further more.. The Dark cloud continued...
"Ups and Downs, Appreciation and Depreciation are all part of life.
Suffer when you're ill,
Cherish when you succeed.
Life is once, make it Purposeful..."
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By then the wind blew hard, another Dark cloud came dashing this one, two clouds melted to rain, the dark cloud ended it's purpose of life.
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Pic taken somewhere on Bengaluru- Mysuru Road, Made me write this story.
Disclaimer : The characters and the situations in this story are all imaginary and purely a fantasy.