Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live?
Hi…
I hope all of you are doing well…
(I hope Halloween went for all those who celebrated..)
I’d love to live a specific age in my life once again, well tbh I’m not that old yet but there’s an age which I’d like to return once and live my life to the fullest…
It would be my childhood i.e. the age when I was between 6 years to 12 years, because I see people remember their childhood,
but I really have no clue as to what my childhood was or what were my quirks or things that I used to do…
I’ve seen people remember their childhood with photos and memories, but it’s all a hazy flashbacks for me, every once in a while someone will ask how my childhood was and I’d remember bits and pieces of it nothing more ;(
I know it might feel sad to hear, but when you actively fight for survival after being the sole earner, things tend to fall apart real soon…
Every once in a while someone in my family will say do you remember that (A core memory from my childhood)..?
I’d shake my head and agree with them even if they lie through their teeth, because I have little to no recollection of what happened back then…
It’s sad and disappointing but that’s how it is for me, so I’d like to live my childhood once again…
Cheers (To some dreams that might come true in the near future) 🥂
It’s another one of those great prompts kinda day, what countries I’d love to visit, such an open ended and a great question…
To be honest, the country that I belong to, India, has such a rich heritage, that as each and every state boundary changes, the culture, along with their language, a different dialect from the last one, also, the food with their differing preparing techniques…
Within this country, there are oh so many things to explore, but, the responsibility of work has landed on my shoulders, which forces me to be there, at the place of my work, and due to that I am barely able to explore, explore this country of mine…
The last trip I took, it was to Himachal back in ’22 and nothing can beat it ever, That is where I first saw snow, and it stays in my memories, forever…
I imagine for some of you it might be a common occurrence, but, imagine being a person who saw snow for the first time ever, it was such a heavenly experience, that the flashbacks still stay till this day, and the trip was executed in the last week of December, for this reason, so, me and my sister, along with a cousin of mine, and my best friend and his friend, we all went and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves…
Well, there are so many things left to explore, Karnataka’s coffee, to Assam’s tea plantation Mumbai’s sea, to luscious apple plantations in Kashmir…
There’s a lot to see, in this country of ours, until, I can be free or, make time from the responsibilities that bound me, one day or another…
Cheers 🥂
Love Waakiye 🤍
As far as eyes go, a wonder, the wonders of the world, within this country of mine comes to mind…
As the clicking and clacking comes to rest, and the low humming of the devices come to a halt, An eerie silence surrounds me, without a clue, what’s causing this, and what’s the cure…?
This life still continues, so does the work, but the life, that doesn’t…
In a limited time frame, we have to find our happiness, something that makes us happy, something that brings us joy, something that we love from the deepest of our hearts, something that we can’t live or survive without…!
But, this day still continues, as commute takes away another 45 minutes, and for those 45 minutes, I stare past these buildings, These high rises, a place…
A place, a place without, the constant need to be available, available round the clock, at the disposal of the bosses, at a single phone call, but, a few moments away, Away from all this…
The prompt still going crazy as usual, but, this one has me look into the old usernames and the alternate sites that I went through, being a sort of different name and a different vibe that I brought there…
One of the sites that I uploaded my content to, shut down this year in April, and I began writing on it late ’22, so almost 3 years of my content was there, and there I went by a name that was randomly given to me, on adding my details, and that name still sticks to me, As people who became close to me, still call me by that name…
Whereas, this name, Waakiye is much thought on, decided with care and thoughts that go beyond normal, A single word that has multiple meaning beyond languages, It’s meaning much different as we travel across borders, and get a different meaning each and every time, Hence the considerations before coming at this..
The real name that I carry, From birth, there’s no such thing as pure and serene as that, so, there’s no changing that, and the name that you all recognize me by here, Stays on forever…
Cheers 🥂
Love Waakiye 🤍
A word, a name, that lives forever becomes the game…
For years upon years, I tumbled, and got humbled, within a few years, I found myself, A name with limited excel…
A presence of which I became a seeker, and traveled far lands, caught within these walls, called the mind…
So I sought, one day, the writing, these lines, these sentences, these (Waakiye)…
They’ve been, and will be, from the very beginning, till the end of me…
I’ve become a fan of the prompts these days, they ask such intricate questions with such precise clear-cut words, That it feels out of this world…
The reason it is so intricate for me is because, we are often told not to brings things so close to our hearts, that if one day you were to part (G0d forbid) from them, the pain won’t ever be enough, to take your life with itself…
The adamant rule of, (Dil par nahi lagaa’na or Dil par mat lena), Don’t take it on your heart (translations), has saved me G0d knows how many times, and it will till the end of me…
But, we are only human Afterall, aren’t we? we take things to our heart, and when time comes, it takes a piece of it (our heart), with it…
Coming back to the prompt, personal belongings that I hold dear, to myself, there are many that I hold with care and utmost importance, and they have a special place for me in my heart, that make me want to continue, whenever I feel like I’m falling off, or, about to…
One of them is a very old notebook, from my school days, where all of this took birth, the essence of Waakiye, or the birth of it, I often find myself scrolling through, some of the raw emotions that I wrote, when all of this wasn’t even in my wildest dreams, but, The urge and a want to express what roamed this vast land of my mind, it was there forever, and thanks to consistency of that child, and never stopping the scribbling, he turned into a person that loves to write, even if everything is going against, out of control…
Another one, is a collection of photos, that keeps me grounded.
Reminds me of something that I did, of irreversible nature, and the type of thing that haunts me some nights, but, it gives me a proof of something that we all fear,
“THE FEAR OF DEATH ITSELF…”
that thing ended a great suffering, and a time that we don’t wish on an enemy or their family, But, we went through, endured all the sufferings, and welcomed the future with open arms, even if we were broken, shattered from within, we still lived, lived to see the next day, day after that, and we will see this day too…
To better days and, things that remind you of who you were, and what shape you shall take tomorrow, an unknown reality welcomes you…
Cheers 🥂
Love Waakiye 🤍
In the distance I saw, I saw a being, a version of self, in a place that I could have been…
Being on the support of others, not able, notable of something like a madman, who lost it, lost it all…
There wasn’t any other option, but, to stand tall, be a shadow to those who were now dependent, and be a support system for those, who still don’t believe of the happening, and yet, here we are, enduring it yet again, this day, just like yesterday, like it happened yesterday, like a film all of it plays,
This prompt is a good one of the good one, because it comes at a time when whole of the world has their eyes on our nation, the India-Pakistan at the brink of war, the tiff escalating and de-escalating within a span of few hours, constant black outs at the border region, shells, blanks, broken drones and such, their scraps and some live ones are found here and there…
Freedom means right to, Think, Speak & Act however one wants,
ALSO, in a state of not being captive or enslaved…
BUT; Doesn’t that mean we have to keep ourselves in check, according to the people who are around us too…?
Look at it from a point where, you have to follow HOA rules, They aren’t there to make your personal life better, But, in a collective way they help in taking care of the whole association, by setting rules and guidelines to follow, NO matter how much it screams a violation of your freedom, I MEAN COME ON, Trash can outside after 11 am attracts a fine, it shouldn’t be outside obstructing view of the property which we paid…? HUH???
But, These small rules help keep the value and the look of the property to the max… same way, Someone cites their freedom, for being oppressive towards others, owning slaves and the ripple effect that we see even this day Amongst those who owned them…!
For them, Someone who has been oppressed their view of freedom is much different from someone who hasn’t been ; But, Isn’t that a conversation for some other time…?
Freedom for a writer and a person who has been expressive means different from someone who has been an introvert and keeps to themselves, they have a need to be out and see things various ones from a perspective different from everyone…!
Cheers 🥂
Love Waakiye 🤍
A lone bird, enjoys freedom.
It takes flight, on seeing the horizon clear and blue, as it flaps the wings, The crisp sound echoes, fluttering for a moment as it gains some momentum, within moments the free bird, with a free will, goes from sitting on a branch, to gaining height that we can’t reach, until its existence is lost, moments before it becomes a right tick, like we used to in art classes…
Isn’t this the type of freedom we all once wanted, when we were little…?
There are a few sentences that i live by, they aren’t necessarily quotes, but they’re self-drawn rules that I live by, Well, I think each and every one of us should have some, rules or something that helps you set, what is right or wrong, in a situation…
Quotes are those who are written by a writer and such, and when you are one in the making, what’s better than looking at something that you wrote, to keep yourself in check, during times that you thought would be the end of you…
The said quote(s)…
1)
THE FALL TAUGHT ME TO GET UP AND MOVE FORWARD,
IT DIDN’T TELL ME TO STOP AND SIT DOWN,
IT TOLD ME THE REASON FOR THE FALL,
AND I DIDN’T STOP LEARNING,
NOR I’M STOPPING,
DIDN’T STOP YESTERDAY,
WILL NOT STOP TODAY,
WONT STOP TOMORROW,
BECAUSE,
I DIDN’T STOP LEARNING…
★Didn’t stop learning★
2)
CAN’T CRASH OUT
CAN’T CRASH OUT
CAN’T CRASH OUT
CAN’T CRASH OUT
CAN’T CRASH OUT
CAN’T CRASH OUT
CAN’T CRASH OUT
CAN’T CRASH OUT
CAN’T CRASH OUT
CAN’T CRASH OUT
CAN’T CRASH OUT
CAN’T CRASH OUT
✅CAN THUG MY WAY OUT OF THIS ONE, SO
I WON’T CRASH OUT
These two are the ones I often check out, there are more but those are some other ideas, prompting some other feelings…
For the time being, you can read them, save them, make them your quotes too…
Cheers 🥂
Love Waakiye 🤍
This is exactly how it feels when some prompt like this comes in… (Ai generated image…)
The use of social media has changed significantly for me in the past couple of years. From the outside perspective, it would look like a drastic change.
Earlier I used to spend a lot of time on social media. I was just scrolling away from one app to another. but, these days it’s the polar opposite…
Any spare time I have is spent jotting down ideas. I feel these ideas will hit the right bone, or they will help develop my consciousness. This will give me a better insight into someone’s life…
Initially, I used it just to chat my time away. But this social media has helped me meet beautiful souls who aren’t just expressive. They are also much better writers than I am. Because of social media, we managed to connect with each other.
I would be here writing, editing, and making images just for my social media handles. Also, I would also be working on my blog. It was like shooting arrows in the dark…
I still haven’t got used to the type of change it has brought. I have had to undergo many changes to become a better version of myself. All for the best, isn’t it …?
Cheers 🥂
Love Waakiye 🤍
What we see here is an effort to grow from a point where even the mere thought of existence is a threat, but here we still are, still trying to make the best out of the situation that this life throws us in, and just like this bud growing from a crack in the wall, this seed has had a life too, and, I wish to hear his side of the story too…
The prompt of this day, forced me to think the duality of the life I am living…
One where I manage and run a business, another one where I do all of this writing, it has been a chaotic mix of feeling thing and tirelessly working my b|_|tt off..
All of us know that living two lives within these 24 hours isn’t possible but we all have to manage right…?
The most productive I am during work is the afternoon hours, i.e. 12 pm to 3 pm, but, it’s the exact opposite for this writing between 12 am to 3 am;(IST)
Waking up early to set things in order, and then working on them including this blog, and Instagram post before I have to leave for work, the fine line between night and day blemishes, and for weeks it feels like I haven’t taken a day off, but, the show must go on…
So, I think you get a gist of the type of broken schedule I live on, necessarily the dependent on caffeine is hard and takes a toll on this mind and body too…
But, both parts of my life requires different strengths, different capabilities, very drastic shifts in focus, and, with that I need to have a very cool, calm and a composed mind…
But, from the chaos that I’m in, generates a world so vivid and well versed, that it feels almost surreal..
And, this is the type of blessing I seeked all along, to live a vivid, beautiful life with, hard work too so i can get a good nights sleep…
Cheers 🥂
Love Waakiye 🤍
That’s how I am staring at nothingness some of these days…
Um, my favorite restaurant? I’m not that expensive or bent over for a fact that i have an expensive restaurant on my list but, trying and finding those who make good food at a rate that is not dirt cheap that you have to question their ways…
One of the okay-Ish one is this place where they make affordable Asian food, (specifically Chinese) and their rolls are worth dying for, they have been in business for more than 20 years and they still serve customers till date…
(Do you think its a good place if their food runs out faster than they can fill it back up again…?)
One of the middle quality ones is located in a posh locality, literally on Lodhi road… (i guess you got the clue) Their essence is hidden by a big building and tall structures so most of the people don’t even know that this place exists…
They serve a variety of cuisine from Chinese to south Indian (Also everything in the middle..) They have a vast variety of breads cakes pastries and their coffee>>> worth dying for with their New York cheesecake… (UFF i have my mouth watering this early…)
Have yet to find a good high end one that lives upto their name, the go to ones are Kwality in cp for their iconic dishes and their ambiance; for coffee you’ll find me at devan’s (lodhi colony🤍); louis for their burger…(Its a cloud kitchen so i prefer delivery of it over anything)
And to many more that I’m forgetting;
Cheers 🥂
Love Waakiye 🤍
Had a really Good evening yesterday, The chai that broke all the tiredness that I had last evening after leaving work after a tedious 12+ hour shift; just this one(or two cups) that gave me a new will to live…
Waakiye 