Tag: loved-one

  • What does it mean to be a kid at heart?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    To be a kid at heart 🤔 it seems like a very tricky question because it depends on what time in life do you ask this question to a person…

    Imagine asking this to a 18 year old who just passed school and now has plans to attend college to further continue their studies or tries to get into a work college to learn and tackle real life skills while working and learning the also earning something for the family

    Their response would naturally differ because one where they attend normal college they would still have some innocence, they’d be playful, a little immature and even make mistakes along the way,

    But someone who has joined work school/college due to some circumstances they wouldn’t be shaped that way, their first few adult years of upbringing would be much harsher as they would be guided and taught and made aware of the world much sooner than a normal kid would…

    Now imagine asking this to a person who is is their mid 30’s working in a corporate world their response would be someone who is a kid at heart would have been exploited a whole lot, a lot of responsibilities would have been given to them(not necessarily belonging to them) and their emotions and their innocence played by many just to get their work done or taken advantage of (in a bad way)…

    Now asking this to someone who is in their mid 50’s would be a gem to hear,

    They’d start it like,

    “Oh to be a kid at heart it would mean the world to them, during their times it was all they could do, they used to play with neighbouring kids and used to do all the fun activities together, take on adventures, watching episodes on tv together, playing console games and so much…

    And sometimes it feels like it never goes away, the innocence that someone carries with themselves and how they take care of those around them and feel vulnerable when someone raises their voice at them but at the end of the day they come back in a way to mediate all that happened even if it weren’t their fault…

    For me to be a kid at heart is a bad thing, perhaps when you are soft spoken worry to much about other and give other priority by giving yourself a back seat in your own life all one is doing is let them take advantage of your state or the place of mind that you are right now,

    Most importantly people skip things make mistakes and tell sorry and such people make mistakes and count on your innocence and your nature of forgiveness more often…

    With such a thing comes both ups and downs well such a thing exists and you can find it in people many times,

    But it’s upto you to embrace this quirk of theirs or take advantage of it for your own shallow benefits…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • The Importance of Personal Keepsakes in Our Lives

    The Importance of Personal Keepsakes in Our Lives

    Daily writing prompt
    What personal belongings do you hold most dear?

    Hey…

    I hope all of you are doing well…

    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,

    BUT,
    THERE WASN’T ANY OTHER OPTION…