THE DAY I TURN 20

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My soul - tired yet cheerful
My heart - broken yet beautiful
My life - chaotic yet full of love

Life through all these years have somewhere placed me between holding on and letting go ; from loving people to loving self , fluctuated in between pointing flaws to accepting them  ; in searching kindness to being one .


Life has always been to me just like that one freshly brewed cup of coffee on a  sunday morning - warm enough to revive all the warmth i've in life but bitter enough to think of all the hurdles i've been through . Life has been constantly jumbling me through this : momentary happiness and eventual sadness  . One moment i feel like my life is such a happy heart and my skin is where i actually belong to . But the very next moment the entire universe is conspiring against those few joyous moments .

Life hits you hard - hard enough to crash hopes in what you set your eyes upon - hard enough to make you lose belief in your inner self - hard enough to break you to pieces with no hopes of being still ; being the same again . But once you find your way ,its not so difficult as what it seems like . You can find all your lost smiles in the clear blue sky after a heavy rainy day .You can revive all your hopes with the baby who smiled back to you while crossing the road that afternoon  . You can find that lost piece in you with every step  you march forward in the process of finding you ; a better YOU .

These are just few tiny ripples of words in this huge ocean of my thoughts which i dropped to my blog today ; the day I turn 20 . There is a lot more to go through , a new life to live by everyday and a whole world to see ❤

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