The Clouds Do not own the sky.

I was confident.

I was okay.

I was starting to see the end of the tunnel. the light. the sun.

Then it was dark.

The pain in my head was so much to bear.

I felt the urge to cry.

1 time. then a 2nd. then a 3rd.

I didn't give in.

For all I thought was: What good could crying be now?

I used to cry before. 

And it only made me feel worse. more lost. more unsure.

I swallowed my tears.

I asked myself why did I suddenly go blind?

I couldn't form an answer.

I thought about speaking to my bestie.

But I didn't want to overwhelm her.

And I didn't want to always speak to her every single time I am feeling down.

So I pretended I am speaking to her.

"Mom I am not feeling okay, again. I was feeling okay, but suddenly I was blinded. I am now lost in desperation. Not sure what to do."

she said," why are you feeling like that?"

I say,"I had a hope, a plan and it was crushed. It was said it isn't adequate to get me where I want.I was so sure it would work that now that it is said to not be so is as if I was blindfolded. "

I imagine her saying," You are well enough to figure things out. You are smart enough that this plan was not necessary but complementary. Why are you worrying about the future so much? Rest and tomorrow you will see how the future unfolds. Your worry will do no more than becoming a weight too heavy to hold, so let it go."

And thus I was restored. 

But the pain in my head continued. 

I decided it will not stop me.

It hurts beyond anything words could portray.

Nevertheless, I am fighting on.

Struggling in the dark. 

Not giving up.

Not giving in to worry and fear.

I open my eyes and here I am seeing the light.

kind of unsure where to step.

But I see the light.

I learned that it was a dream.

A dream in my conscious mind.

It was more like an illusion.

I wasn't really blindfolded.

But it seemed so true.

The pain is still persisting as a proof.

I learned that sometimes we feel sad, or mad for no reason.

All it takes is for us to step back and think things over.

It will seem so real.

But now You know.

The antidote that will make you carry on.

step back. Speak. scream. Express.

Be honest with yourself.

And you will see the blindfold fade as a cloud passing in front of a blazing sun.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

List of inspiring songs

• Hold on by extreme music
• Unstoppable from Ballerina(which is a great inspiring movie as well)
• You know it is about you from Ballerina
• Sia suitcase
• Dead hearts by stars(it isn't inspiring exactly but do listen to it)

Learn about my blog before pressing the follow button and the like bottom( in the about me section below this post)
I am a book lover.
My posts are inspired by my life.
My blog is not only about books it's about the life of a book lover...Me.

You will probably find A LOT of things you could relate to.


Don't forget to share on one of the platforms and by just clicking its logo down below.

Comment your thoughts below. I would love to hear from you.

Adults: When will they grow up?

                   

Sandeep, meanwhile has come to the conclusion that the grown-ups were mead, each after his or her own fashion. Simple situations were turned into complex, dramtic ones; not until then did everyone feel important and happy. Will they never grow up?

When I was younger, I used to look at adults and think" they are so old, mature, and composed" .
But each year I grew older and understood how false this is. EVERYONE has a part of their smaller self inside them. locked up. appearing only on some instances. It turns out adults weren't really adults.

They will deny it. They will pretend it isn't true. But deep inside the truth shines. They need care. They need love. They need to satisfy their younger locked up selves through any means possible.

The result? A world full of immature people. Pretending ever small thing is so important. Being so meticulous in noticing every move, every eye twitch. Simple situations are turned into large problems that last for years.  

Maybe I exaggerated just a bit(not that much).
DO NOT BELIEVE ME? look around you at all these adults and their interactions.

And I came to the same conclusion Sandeep came to: When will they grow up? 

Learn about my blog before pressing the follow button and like bottom( in the about me section below this post)
I am a book lover.
My posts are inspired by my life.
My blog is not only about books it's about the life of a book lover...Me.
You will probably find A LOT of things you could relate to.

After all, How different could we be?

Don't forget to share and  Comment your thoughts below.
Learn about my blog before pressing the follow button on the right.
I am a book lover.
My posts are inspired by my life.
My blog is not only about books it's about the life of a book lover...Me.
You will probably find A LOT of things you could relate to.
After all, How different could we be?