She wanted.

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Wanted.

She sat still on the windowsill
Looking down at the street below.
The mother of 4 juggling the groceries,
The mad man singing about getting killed on Friday,
The vagabond trying to sell rattraps to whoever would look him in the eye,
The giggling girls talking about boys they’ve loved before.
She sat there, staring, and speculating.
She was there. And, yet not.
She was thinking about the time gone by.
She was thinking about the days wasted.
She was thinking about the past that flew by her, unnoticed.
She wanted to live again, and not just exist.
She wanted to take it all in, and not just breathe.
She wanted her life back.
She wanted to live.
She wanted.

-a-

5 Ways to Get on with Life Once a TV Series Ends.

When you invest hours upon hours in a story, the characters, the relationships, and the emotions, you form an attachment to that TV series. Watching it and waiting to watch it becomes a habit you can’t seem to shake off. You think about what happened in the last episode you watched when you wake up and you wonder about what will happen next when you go to bed. You start breathing, living, and dreaming in the world of those beloved characters. You obsess and you want to get to the end. But when you do, it hits you like a sledgehammer.

Mayen. What? It’s over? No more Kate and Sawyer? No more annoying Jack? What do I do now? WHAT!?!*

It’s not easy to move on from the life you had experienced alongside your own. It was as if it’s yours, too. You were with them right there on the island, too. So, how to get out of the funk and get on with your life when it’s ended?

Here are 5 steps how.

1. START WATCHING A NEW SERIES. Duh

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Well, isn’t that the most obvious option? To stop obsessing over one thing, and to start obsessing over something else. As simple as that. Not exactly healthy. But, well, a person in need got to do what they got to do.

2. WRITE AND SCRAPBOOK.

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Get it out, darling. Whatever it is that comes to your head when you think of it, write it down in a separate notebook. Scrapbook. Paste pictures, and little trinkets that remind you of that favorite scene, write stuff about characters and write about your opinions on a particular twist that the new season brought about. And once you have it all poured over the pages, make a time capsule and put the notebook away for next, say, 2 years. You will reminisce and be so damn happy when you get to see it again.

3. START A FAN BLOG.

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It’s the new cool. People love to find people with similar interests. Write reviews of episodes, your opinions about different relationships throughout the series, how it could have turned out better, how it couldn’t have been any better, characters and their lives, the actors and their lives…blog it out of your system.

4. START YOUR OWN RANGE OF MEMORABILIA MERCHANDISE.

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If you have the funds and the time, you can start your own range of merchandise dedicated to the series. This will engage your creative sides and will make the ideas swirling inside your head a beautiful reality. This will get you to stop going crazy and will be like a productive transformation of the series in your life. Not to mention, you will make money out of it.

Who doesn’t want an amazing pendant, or ring, or key chain, or mugs, or tee-shirts which reminds them of their beloved series?

5. RE WATCH.

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Re watch the whole series again. Maybe then you will get over it and stop obsessing. When it becomes predictable and not so wonderful anymore, maybe it won’t be that great for you. Maybe you will realize that all it was meant for was 2 reruns and now it’s time to move on.

Getting over something isn’t easy. It takes time and patience. A TV series is nothing different. So, try to get over it, do stuff that might help, but if you aren’t able to move on, maybe you aren’t meant to. Not yet.

(NOTE: This isn’t only about moving on from a TV series. These steps can be followed to get over anything. If it’s a relationship –with friends, with family, whatever –maybe you got to start trying. Or, maybe not. It’s your call. Take your time. With a little improvising these steps can be used to get over anything in life. All you need is patience. And, a little faith.)

*referencing the TV series LOST.

I’d call you home.

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The moment I saw you nearing,
I felt a strange calm settle over me.
My heart slowed the pumping.
My mind backtracked on the whirring.
The dark corners of my guilt-soaked soul
Took a deep breath and let go some.
You were my personal brand of redemption.
All the screaming, all the crying-
It took a backseat in my head.
I knew the second I saw you nearing,
You will be my salvation.
You felt like home.
You are home.
Home.

-a-

 

Longest 8 Seconds

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Because regrets are nothing more than ink spots on that pristine white paper that ruins it from being of any further use.*shrugs*

After you’ve been systematically abused, your judgment erodes to the point where it’s nearly impossible to make decisions. Small decisions are as tough as big ones. Even choosing a breakfast cereal seems filled with peril. You are so scared about doing the wrong thing, being blamed and punished for it, you’d rather have someone else take the responsibility. And, the moment you give away your ability to hold that responsibility, you give away your agency. And, an individual without agency is nothing more than a slave to the past. It’s necessary, hence, to hold on to your power to make decisions and take up for it. To take up for yourself. Because that’s what every individual is about: Free will. So, take hold of that bull of the past by the horns and ride the longest 8 seconds of your life. Because once you decide to let go of the past and decide to go with the bull’s movements, you have already won. You are a winner against your own self.
And, isn’t that the most important fight?

Toodles!
~A♥~

P.S. It’s been a looooong while since I wrote something. Words had seemed to have abandoned me these past months. I haven’t written anything in almost 4 months. I couldn’t. 2 meaningful lines were A LOT to ask for. I dunno why. I just couldn’t find motivation to write, I guess. But, well, life’s been crazy. Shit happened. And, after hundreds of everyday resolutions of trying to get myself to write these months, I just decided to sit, staring at the wall till I could write again. I wanted to write something extremely positive this new year’s. But, this is all I could come up with. So, make do with this till I can get my mo-positive-jo back.
It was good, trying this writing thing again. I feel good. Really good. And, I am gonna try again. I will try to write. For myself and for everyone else around me because I become a total jerk when I don’t.
A very happy new year’s to all of you out there who haven’t unfollowed me in my absence. And to everybody else, too (I am not that much of a jerk yet, I promise.).
I hope you have a wonderful 2017.💟

P.P.S. All of your comments that are in the ‘waiting for approval’, I will reply as soon as possible. Gimme some time, yeah?
Catch ya soon.💕

‘Teaching Wounds’

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Life says..

Nothing that happens on the surface of the sea can alter the calm of its depths.
                            ~Andrew Harvey~

No one can take away who you are.Don’t give anyone that power.
For whatever we lose(like a you or me),it’s always ourselves we find in the sea.
And we have to get on with our lives.That’s something everyone needs to learn on their own.Life goes on,smiles will come again,and times heals some wounds and soothes the ones it can’t.And that’s how you know, you have grown. No,not changed,but matured by the wounds, life inflicts on you, and then soothes.You crib, at first, but slowly and eventually,you learn to accept :That’s how life’s going to be.You learn to deal with it. You learn to live with it.You learn to live.Period.

Toodles!
~A♥~

REGINA GEORGE,YOU SAY?!

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Should I be worried?!

A few hours back,I took this quiz for fun, which would determine that out of the MEAN GIRLS characters,which one am I .My result came out to be quite shocking.I am most similar to…Regina George?
Even though I know that this isn’t actually significant in any way,it got me thinking.

It says that I’m on top of foodchain.Or whatever.
Well, I dunno about that.I mean I have loads of friends and acquaintances,but that’s all that we all are.Friends with each other.That doesn’t put anybody on ‘top’. *eyeroll*
▪Secondly,I, apparently, always get my way.No matter how.
That’s not true.*indignant huff*
I don’t do any such thing!(not much, I swear!) 😛
▪Next:People fear me.And I like it.
Well that’s kind of true.People do fear me.But not in the way you people are probably thinking.Gosh!I’m not a baby-eating monster for God’s sake.
Lol.That sounds funny even in my head.
But well yeah.I am kind of fearful.See,the thing is,I’m unpredictable. No one can predict my reactions to situations or whatever.No one. And as we’ve heard many times before,
unpredictability is frightening.Anything unknown,terrify them.So,they think before saying shit in front of me.And it’s not like I get violent or something.But I am short-tempered. That I won’t deny.And I love it this way.
▪Lastly,it says I am a born leader.
Yeah,I, sort of, have been leading since I was a kid.Doesn’t matter that it was just my friends’ group,I have always loved to lead.I hate the notion of following.I am not comfortable with following orders,people or whatever.I mean I don’t have any issues in taking orders from someone with authority.But if someone who doesn’t have enough power to order me around,but who still tries to do so,infuriates me to no end.But that queen bee thing is bull.

Oh my god!I started with the idea that all this is not significant and is untrue.But,well,I have unknowingly proved that it is,infact,kind of true. Well whatever come may,I started writing this post because I felt like getting my views about it all out in the open when I firmly believed it all to be untrue.And now I know for a fact that there sure is truth here.

That’s the thing with life.We go about a different path with a different goal in mind and end up achieving a completely different goal than the one we had planned.
It’s unpredictable.Just like I am.
I love this unpredictability.
I love it all.

Toodles!
~A♥~

Spring is here;and, yet not.

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Red beauty!

Spring is here.There are flowers all around. Colorful ones.Beautiful ones.They are a treat to the eyes.I mean,my balcony and front yard are filled with flowers, which I can see all day long and yet, not get tired of it.

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A bud of hope.

Some plants are sprouting buds which would lead to,wait for it,yes,more FLOWERS.

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A bunch worth clicking.

Some are red;some pink,fuchsia, white.And all are pretty.No color discrimination,whatsoever.

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Elegant.

And varieties,varieties.

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White, it is.

The spring flowers are,afterall, supposed to be beautiful.
But the coming of spring doesn’t,in any way,ensure beauty all around.Just like having happiness doesn’t ensure that you wouldn’t have to endure pain.Because you would.Eventually. That happiness would vanish and in its place, would come despair.Because that’s what life is about.VARIETY.Every freaking variety, you have to endure.

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Despair

The pool of happiness dries and you are left with the drying petals of despair.

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Pain!

And pain.Yes.Sometimes, we live in the illusion  that the happiness would prevail forever and ever.But it doesn’t.

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Drying, drying.

Just like these flowers.They were once pretty.But right now?They are drying and would doon be nothing more than a dead, brown matter.Yes,that’s what they would be.

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Just a part.

But but but.There comes hope.Because we cannot write a piece about happiness and pain, and not have hope come in and play the hero, now can we?
Yes.There’s always hope,just like every other “variety”.It comes out to play eventually.When you feel that you cannot bear the pain,despair anymore,you are hit with hope.Hope.It’s always there.Atleast,that’s my opinion.

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Hope, here and always!

In the same way,the flowers sprout buds again,and again,and again.And the beauty doesn’t vanish.No.It just might diminish for a while, but eventually,it returns.Full force.

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Returning,I am.

Or more than full force.
And it’s breathtaking.Even more so.Because after pain,the happiness feels multiple folds better.

Toodles!
~A♥~