Sanghamitraa, The Girl Who Writes.....🌸🦋

“I need My SPACE” Many a times our inner, subconscious mind craves for it - ‘My SPACE’  An area which is otherwise empty but your presence makes it special, your simply being there, gives a meaning to it. It’s only yours. It’s between you & you alone. A place where you feel free, calm, stress-free, at peace, at ease from your everyday chaotic schedule.  When we are engaged with our life, we receive & accept it as it is. We all are so much into working, completing never-ending to-do lists that we sometimes forget that we should also be with ourselves, we need to discover ourselves.  May be this space changes as the person grows up. It’s a playground when you are a kid. It’s your college when you are a teen. A quiet corner of home for an adult. It can be just anything. Your very ‘own’ place, making you feel safe, serene, free and happy.  Being at home, with family, close friends makes us feel complete. Yes, we can be ourselves wherever we go. Sometimes, in fact...

Are you CENSORIOUS? We may deny. But we all are.  Sometimes or all the time. The word sounds too creepy.... In our lucid language it simply means, the one who finds faults in others; who is critical; one who forms opinions; one who is particularly judgemental.  Knowingly, unknowingly, we all judge others. We realise it and most of the times we don't.  Is it fair to judge others? We hardly realise our own mistake and we are all get set ready with our comments all the time. We forget that how much do we know about the person or the incident? What exactly the person is going through; the circumstances, the trauma etc.. We overlook all this facts and start labelling... If the person is reserved he is an introvert; if one is cool with everyone, he is an extrovert; if one cannot express his views, he is timid; if one can't stand for himself, he is helpless; if one is mentally disturbed, then he is depressed......blah blah blah… First impression is the last impressio...

Sky….. I find it very attractive, fascinating. I stare it whenever I am free, in the evenings. And the pretty patterns of the clouds,  so elegant do they look! The sight looks so surreal, that it soothes me to the core. I look at the sky often….. it calms me when I am tense, heals me, soothes me in pain, chills me down in anger and delights me in happy mood….. That’s it’s magic! I call it SKY ADMIRING…. The different shades of pink, violet, purple, orange and many others.  All these myriad shades in different seasons... warm & sunny in Summer, dramatic dark during the Monsoon. Sometimes gray, empty hazy, black predawn, painfully blue, pale rainy, coppery cloudy, softly moonlit, evenly white, washed-out gray, pensive & peaceful, absolutely cloudless... Where do these colours come from? Is it only me or someone else also sees and feels the same like me. What do these images and shapes try to tell me ? I need to know. It urges me to take snaps of the sky. This...