Passion

 It feels great to be silent and observe everything. It should be an engaging topic to muse on. I love to give wings to my creativity and discover something exciting. I always try to write something new in line with my aspirations. Yet whenever I start, it turns out to be very basic and repetitive. It seems I’ve trapped myself in a loop the same thoughts and ideas keep repeating, time and again.”

 I’ve realized something important. When I put my thoughts forward, there are always two possibilities: either people agree which boosts my confidence or they disagree, mock, or misunderstand me. If I start explaining myself repeatedly without being asked, it often comes from seeking approval or protecting my ego. But if I’m firm in my understanding, others’ opinions   whether right or wrong  ! shouldn’t affect me. I also accept that I can’t always make people see things from my perspective because they might not be on the same page. If I’m confident in myself, their reactions shouldn’t disturb my peace.

  When Silence Speaks Louder I’ve noticed something about myself: I rarely interrupt or speak up when I sense the other person isn't ready — or willing — to understand anything beyond their limited viewpoint. It could be a boss, a colleague, or anyone in a position of power or pride. I simply observe and hold my silence. There’s no point in trying to shift the atmosphere when someone is too self-absorbed to see beyond their own mental boundaries. Some people are trapped in their own reflections — unable to perceive the world without filtering it through their ego. They often believe they are the best, incapable of seeing value in another’s perspective. Over time, I’ve realized that people truly are the reflection of their thoughts. And those with narrow filters cannot understand the wider world — or others — unless they choose to grow. So I stay silent. Not out of fear, but out of wisdom. Silence gives me space. Observation gives me understanding. And patience becomes my qu...

After a long scorching heat, a relief of downpour, A gentle smile blooms on every face once more. Moods turn playful, worries start to fade, As joy and mischief dance in the rain’s cascade. Let’s drench ourselves in this shower of hopes, Let’s walk together down the path of wants and scopes.

Everything is getting boring Life seems useless Days are restless and night are haunting Life loses purpose Soul cries for satisfaction Relationship are mechanical Money replaces love Paradise turns into desert Why do we live ?, soul cries