Loneliness |

The melancholy of being lonely is a quiet, pervasive ache, a shadow that lingers even in the brightest of moments. It's not merely the absence of company but the gnawing sense of being unseen, unheard, and disconnected.

Loneliness creates a void that no amount of noise or distraction can truly fill. It's in the silence after the phone doesn't ring, the emptiness of a room meant to be shared, or the longing glance at a world that seems to belong to everyone else.

Loneliness can feel like standing on the edge of a vast chasm, the echoes of your thoughts returning to you, unshared and unacknowledged. Time seems slower, stretching moments of solitude into an eternity. The weight of isolation presses down, not just on the heart but on the soul, eroding the sense of self-worth

Yet, there is a strange beauty in this melancholy. In the stillness, one confronts the depths of their own existence, finding fragments of strength and resilience.

Loneliness becomes both a teacher and a mirror, reflecting truths that crowded moments might obscure. But without connection—a smile, a word, a touch-it remains a somber reminder of humanity's deepest need: to belong, to be known, and to be loved.

Lost in thoughts

Human Potpourri

hard to love! written on 03.09.2016

We are the difficult women. We pop our vitamins by ourselves every night and sleep with alarm clocks sans a snooze. Nobody wrote love songs on us, nobody noticed the mole on the lip. We volunteer for burden, handle the baggage, take the last word. We cover up your mistakes. We gave up fancy dreams to lighten those lines on their foreheads and get their glasses mended in an hour. We lower down the TV volume. We alter life with every tea and biscuit. We pick ourselves up, stitch our own wounds. We are the place we shoulder our head. Nobody offered us jacket in the cold. We are 20 something acting 45. We can fix the leaking tap. We're okay. We know love spelt backwards makes halfway through 'evolving'; and that’s what we're at. We always keep wine in stock. We've paid the price and made our peace. There are no lullabies, only piles of theories. There are no mushy texts, only to-do lists. We know cuts heal faster when nobody can see them and..and we're really difficult to love.

In a World full of easy tasks,

A woman hard to love

Human Potpourri

Self Love Redefined!

Started working out since last few weeks now. And, I am already feeling a little better every day. It took 27 years of my life, to understand how important it is to take care of ourselves both Physically and Mentally, but once it did , it was impossible to stop me. I sailed coz I am a traveller, who is travelling in time towards the future. A future that is long thought.

With determination,

A woman of this era

Human Potpourri

#Lifenote ( on Harry, Love and Happiness)

Love can do wonders! It can help us to let go our biggest fears ; our vice ;  negative emotions, habits and memories. We all are sent here ( Earth) to experience life as the humankind. And love gives us a reason to experience this life ( one and only life) to its fullest.
So, if you love someone , go and tell them how you feel, hold on to them and never let them go.
After all, happiness is a choice. Isn't it?
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https://youtu.be/UwTKqqfS8FQ  -  is the link behind this write up and I request you to watch it before you read this post or reread the post after you watch it ( in case you have already read the post).
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P. S - Headphones recommended
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With a lot of love,
Human Potpourri
( oh yes! I'm back)