Waakiye

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  • Failed attempts at remembering my childhood…

    Failed attempts at remembering my childhood…

    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) 🥂

    Love Waakiye🤍

  • The dreaded partition of 1947

    The dreaded partition of 1947

    What historical event fascinates you the most?

    Hi…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    There’s so much fascinating things that happened in our past that piques my interest, but if I were to point out a single one of them it would definitely be partition of my country INDIA…

    Aftermath of that are still faced to this day, I’ve seen people without purpose and reason just existing on this side and on the other side too, sometimes all one does is question themselves are they born on the right side…?

    Being from a family whose ancestors travelled from what is now Pakistan and settled here in India a sense of love and friendship still exists somewhere in this heart of ours, even though a lot of bloodshed happened in retaliation of which we also picked arms and caused harm of equal or more intensity…

    Imagine leaving your friends, your ancestral home, your neighbours, your world behind and travelling beyond the line that was etched onto a map and now enforced by setting up boundaries and on it army personnel letting you pass only after checking…

    It was chaos, there was so much loss and the place that my ancestors settled was covered in grass that was as high as knees length which contained mutilated body parts of the people who resided here before us who became victim of the violence that took place which uprooted them from the very place that they settled in to raise their young ones…

    It was such a horrific incident that the survivors still tell us the tales of the horrors they saw from their very two eyes and all of it plays in their mind like it happened last night…

    A truly horrible happening that shaped our very core, fascinating all those who decide to step into this thought of process and try to feel how they must have endured it all…

    Cheers(to those who live to tell this tale to us)

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • From Scrolling to Creating: My Social Media Shift

    How do you use social media?

    Hey

    I hope all of you are doing well…!

    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…

  • How I Conquered My Nerves at a Theatrical Play

    What makes you nervous?

    Even though I’m quite a reserved person,
    there are some things that give birth to nervousness within me….

    Being the person that I am,
    I’m not that open to new experiences and if I want to experience new ones,
    it feels like my mind already has planned all of the outcomes even before I am to undergo the “Said” experience…

    For example;

    I once went to a theatrical play and I was running late,
    I had a fixed seat which I booked a few weeks in advance.

    On reaching there a little late,
    the host had already opened with the introductions.

    …….

    As I entered and looked for my seat and saw someone else sitting in mine,
    on telling them this was my seat,

    He told me he had a seat in the middle somewhere which he booked outside the hall,
    can I take that one..?

    On telling him that I couldn’t
    because I booked this seat weeks prior and I will sit here;

    Nervousness creeped in
    as he didn’t get up even after asking politely,
    and after that in a stern voice,
    after a few moments the staff came in as he stated to raise his voice against me.

    Knowing this was a public place,
    and they reserved the right for our admission,
    as I showed them the ticket and he was politely told to go to his seat,
    which he refused.

    On pausing the play for a moment all the lights were lit,
    and the said person was told to move to his seat or to be escorted out of the venue by security.

    The smug look on his face now wiped clean as he murmured something in his mouth and squeezed himself to his seat in the middle..

    That thing made me quite nervous.

    But thankfully I booked in advance and the staff were really helpful…!

    Overall,
    A good day that was.

    Apart from me losing my sh|t there.

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye

    The first pic I took as I reached the destination after transversing through roads that were small and had a great abyss on the other side; the hazy memories of those times stay just like these pictures in my mind!!!

  • How My Cousin Inspired My Writing Journey

    Describe a positive thing a family member has done for you.

    Hey,

    I hope you all are doing well…!

    This is a basic idea
    The relatives (from your extended family) are the absolute worst people because they pray for your downfall, just because you’re doing a bit better than them..

    But,

    There’s a cousin sister that I have;
    She has been an absolute blessing for me because she has been there for me at times when I couldn’t write or do anything..!

    It was her who pushed me into this direction;
    to write to be expressive to read more books,
    To write random scribbles that come to my mind,
    I still have that old notebook with me where all of this began…

    It was her in our family who pursued English honors and masters and has a good job educating students,

    To be honest even I became a student of her’s in this way,
    and learnt a lot,
    She bought me G0d knows how many books some of which are still left unread,
    but all of this-
    Planting a seed of this writer belongs to her and the nurturing of it belongs to yours truly…

    It has been quite a while that i sent her some of my work that i wrote these past few weeks
    sometimes i upload it on platforms other than this blog,
    but this is a place i can certainly call mine and be truly expressive without any boundaries;

    And i really thank the powers involved and my curious mind for being on the toes and always ready to learn something new,
    just for the heck of it…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye

    A canvas blank this world is, the thoughts and ideas that exist beyond the horizons of our mind, always a quest to conquer, this ever going conquest called our life…

  • Understanding Grief: A Personal Narrative of Unexpected Loss

    Daily writing prompt
    Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind.
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    A PLUG THAT WILL BE PULLED TOMORROW…

    Hi,

    I know this isn’t something to be said just like that,
    but this is something that I wrote in my notes app when I heard this news…

    A relative in my family met with an accident as they were driving to a place away from their home and they met with an accident,
    the husband and their adopted child escaped with minor injuries,
    but,
    the wife she fell and hit her head directly on the pavement,
    there was massive b;eeding,
    and in shock everyone was…

    Then began the trips to hospitals,
    they took her to the nearest one,
    they gave the initial attention and recommended her to another one and another one to another…

    After finding a good doctor(extremely rare),
    he told us(un-officially) that we should take her to a hospital that’s nearest to their home,
    and they did,
    because losing someone away from home isn’t something that noone would ever ask for…

    After keeping her in a hospital we got the news that she had a blood clot in her brain and some fragments of the bone of her skull punctured into the brain;
    overnight surgery was the go to for having any hopes of saving her and after that she was put on ventilator for the rest of her time…

    After being given a timeline of maybe a week, maybe a month, maybe an year,
    just after 10 days we were told that there’s no more life in that body,
    all the chaos that rolled down after that,
    the fight with doctors and staff,
    removing the ventilator,
    her breathing her last as the plug was pulled,
    remaining was the empty bag of flesh and bones…

    After bringing her lifeless body back home,
    and preparing all the things necessary for the rituals,
    all until the pyres were engulfed with flames and her remains reduced to ashes….

    Thats how life has been,
    i haven’t been able to think straight,
    after witnessing a second one this month…

    He||,
    literal He|| of a month…

    But,
    the world goes on…

    We wish for her journey ahead to be an easy and blessed one

    In a disarray we all were, until we were given the news, now like these flowers once full of life, they lay down, to be a part of the cycle once again,just like we all shall one day….

  • An experience

    A fortunate night

    What experiences in life helped you grow the most?

    There are many things that have helped me, in a way to shape the being that I am today…

    I’ve had my trust betrayed by those whom I considered mine, actually too close to me and when I caught them in the act, they brushed it off like there wasn’t something to begin with, even after all of the chaos, they came back to me and told me that what they said was in the heat of the moment and they didn’t mean it..

    But I told them anger brought out what they really thought about me and my place in their life…

    So slowly I drifted away from their lives…

    Occasionally I see them from afar,

    And when our eyes meet,

    There’s a sense of consideration that I see in them,

    But,

    That phase has long gone so we cross our paths like we are strangers while still acknowledging our past,

    And,

    We walk on our own paths,

    Away from each other…

    (Wishing nothing…!)

    Cheers 🥂

    This one belongs to the mars curiosity rover…

  • HIS WORLD THROUGH HER LIPS…

    Even if there’s no one,
    you’ll always have yourself,
    There’s always someone who will look at you and admire you,
    the type of person you are,
    the choices you make,
    even if they feel they are not beneficial at present,
    they shall be in the near future,
    I know that,
    but,
    the world needs to know that too…

    I know you walk alone on paths,
    because you still remember,
    how hard it was to bring yourself up,
    when nothing was going right,
    when you lost the entire world,
    that Wednesday,
    early morning,
    when the entire world was dead asleep,
    you know you lost yourself,
    you lost something that mattered to you,
    and was there someone who had your back,
    was there someone who patted your back,
    was there someone who took you in their embrace…?

    That’s why…

    There isn’t going to be anyone,
    and therefore, there shall be a place for no-one…

    (That’s really cruel to anyone who tries to come near you with the right intentions…)

    But,
    who will…?

    Who will indeed..!

  • Someone else for a day…?

    If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?

    This life has been a downhill slope,

    Oftentimes I wanted to leave it for the best,

    But,

    I was provided this one for a reason that I’m unknown to, till this point of time…

    Maybe I was meant to work hard, in the shadows and provide for those who are around me and try to live within all of those moments that are left within these days…

    That’s what I have been doing since…

    And I hope that I can do it till my last breath…

    The question of being someone else is intriguing, there’s a lot that’s left to explore and providing a perspective would give possible answers to many such questions…

    But,

    Wouldn’t that raise your standards and make your expectations high from what they were supposed to be, how others act/react…

    Planting a seed of thought that makes you think the way you’re treated or the way they act towards your compassion, making you; forcing you to make less efforts because you might think they aren’t paid back in equivalence…

    To answer the question,

    If I could be someone else,

    “No“

    I’d rather spend the day with those who mean more to me than this life,

    I.e. those who make this life worth living, the efforts worth continuing much further…

    Cheers 🥂

    (That’s for thought…)

  • Just one…?

    What advice would you give to your teenage self?

    Oh soo many,

    Try to get better at studies and enjoy school life too…

    Try to spend more time with the family because later in life you wouldn’t…

    Invest more time in people who care equally about you…

    Try to be more ruthless when making decisions about your life but think about them before taking actions because your words might be engraved in someone’s heart and they will remind you what and how you broke them with your decisions…

    When thinking about starting some connection with someone like making a Friend try to go with them to places and watch how they treat other people,{if they’re aggressive or calm and composed and how they treat people((like waiters and common staff…))}

    Don’t be worried about things in the long run just keep your head down and work with dedication whatever path you choose you will flourish in it…

    There will be a time when things will feel like they are coming for you they’ll feel and sound like the end of you(your existence) but they will pass and you will thrive once again…

    Yet again..

    Cheers 🥂