Waakiye

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  • A Journey Through Life’s Stories

    Daily writing prompt
    What topics do you like to discuss?
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    Hey,
    I hope you all are doing well…!

    Today’s prompt forced me into exploring my notes app and the pad that I carry on me,
    he|| even the conversations I’ve had with people up until this point…


    It was and has been a fever dream of sorts,
    I’ve talked on human psychology (of all age),


    I’ve talked about love,
    pretty vocal about two people meeting and some intimate scenes too,
    (I don’t know if they are safe to upload here…?)

    I’ve talked about addiction (its consequences too…)
    and numerous stories about people finding true love,
    some about losing their better halves,
    and many losing their lives too…

    There were many a things that shaped me into who i am today and i utilize them wholly
    even the little things that i see as I’m driving from or to work…

    But all of this for a cause greater than life itself,
    to provide each and every one of you a version of life that’s unseen from a place that isn’t explored by many,
    even if we all have it,
    what we call our mind…

    It is maybe due to meeting people from so many different fields,
    some being doctors,
    aspirants of government jobs,
    psychology students,
    teachers of high schools,
    businessman/women
    and many more that are skipping my mind…

    All in,
    it has been a journey that is to be remembered forever,
    and it shall be with the type of influence I’ve got from these godsend people…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

    This is the one place where I found myself,
    the essence of self,
    the being that I am today,
    there were a lot of problems that came within the path of reaching this place,
    but when I stood there,
    and took this picture the breathtaking view absorbing all of it in,
    it felt like I found a new love for the things the same things that existed back home…

  • A risk bigger than life…

    When is the last time you took a risk? How did it work out?

    Hey,

    I hope you all are doing well…!

    One of the biggest risks that I’ve taken on till date is to start all of this,

    Yes, this writing;

    No one in my family had what is called a said knack for writing,

    So,
    All I’ve been doing is hitting it day in day out,
    without skipping one day,

    Also managing my business where I work by hand
    (because I love to do that…)

    There isn’t any said time that I can afford to take out of my day for writing specifically,

    but,
    the ideas that I jot down in my note’s app are really good ones,
    and one day I will start to share them in the form of stories or maybe some short one-two liners that work here…

    Part of the risk is that some days these posts have a better reach, even though I just reached 20 posts here last morning,
    But,

    Being a writer means that you have to tackle this world along with the fight that goes on within,
    to be expressive sometimes vocal about your dreams and wants,

    But,

    At the end of the day
    you can get a good night’s sleep knowing you wrote and expressed how you felt,
    and maybe changed an aspect of someone reading your posts…

    Cheers 🥂

    Love Waakiye 🤍

    There’s no such thing as the next moment, until there’s a proof of existence that was acknowledged by someone around you, i.e. your proof of existence is confirmed by those who are around you who know you, like you; and when one shall return to the form that it all began from their presence shall be remembered and the words unspoken shall be regretted forever…

  • 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…

  • “Iss Chehre Se Muskaan Naa Jaaye”

    Iss chehre se muskaan naa jaaye…!

    Jabh se paaya unhe,

    Jabh sunay woh meri har baat,

    Mere khyaal,

    Mere iss choti se dunya ko chaar chand jo lagaaye…

    Iss chehre se muskaan naa jaaye….!

    Anjaan thay,

    Thokar khaa kar tootay baithe thay,

    Dekhte thay ek doosre ko,

    Kose’tay thay apne aateet ko,

    Mar kar kaat rahe thay apna vartamaan,

    Naa thee ek aache kal kee ummeed,

    Jeen’ay ki aas jo bhula baithe,

    Naa jaane kitna kuch peeche chord aaye;

    Magar aaj,

    Iss chehre se muskaan naa jaaye….!

    Toot ke bikhar’ne par,

    Kisi ko apne paas naa paa kar,

    Dil ko apne aap behlaa-fuslaa kar,

    Naa jaane kitne pal karwaton main gawaa’ye,

    Uss kamre kee deewaro ko raaz maaloom,

    Aur,

    Uss takhiye ko jisme samaaye woh jo mere hisse aaye,

    Par aaj…

    Iss chehre se muskaan naa jaaye….!

    Intezaar,

    Iss dhoop kadak’tee main,

    Thand kee ek lehar banke aaye,

    Jabh bhee unki deed aaye mere aage,

    Chede aaj mujhe meri sakhi’an,

    Naam leke woh ko kareeb mere,

    Gaal surkh laal ho jaaye,

    Pasina aane lagay,

    Chede jabb mujhe meri sakhi’an,

    Subeh aur shaam yaad jabb aaye woh,

    Mujhse raha naa jaaye..

    Iss chehre se muskaan naa jaaye….!

    Aaj milna jo humne,

    Dekhu main apne aap ko,

    Kapde badal badal ke,

    Kisme khoobsurat lagti main,

    Maa baba dono pareshaan,

    Kaise aaj iss chehre par dukh nahi,

    nirasha ka aansh nahi,

    Kaise aaj iss chehre par ek muskaan…?

    Dill-lagi jo hisse aayi mere,

    Kaise iss chehre se muskaan jaaye,

    Ishq,

    jisko bhula baithi thee main,

    Badnaam kar gaya thaa zindagi meri;

    Par aaj,

    Shar-e-aam,

    Main mujh se kahu;

    Pyaar,

    Hisse aaya jo tere,

    Jiss’se samsaar dikhe ek naye rang se:

    Ek naye rang main paaya apne aap ko;

    Khoye jo mere raaz,

    Dil jo mera gaaye jaise ek raag,

    Uss naam,

    Woh jo mere kareeb,

    Uska saaz,

    Toh phir kyo naa ho,

    Iss chehre par ek muskaan…?

    Love Waakiye 🤍

  • Can We Unwind After a Long Day? Understanding the Need

    Daily writing prompt
    How do you unwind after a demanding day?
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    Hey,
    how are you guys doing?
    i hope all of you are doing well…

    Do you ever wonder why we feel an urge to unwind,
    why are we so overworked,
    why do we feel dead when we return home,
    indulge in some vices, eat and then fall asleep…?

    Thats what the essence of us humans have been reduced to..?

    I’m talking from experience I get up around 7 and do my morning routine, and when i look up its around time to leave for work,
    tripping over things in a rush i get ready and leave for work,
    where i endlessly tire myself for 10+ hours 6 days a week…

    I mean if that’s what i have to do to earn my keep i shall do it till the end of time or the end of me…

    But,
    the unwinding from the day’s stresses has a lot of meaning for me,
    somedays i just open a bottle of liquor,
    somedays its just me taking a scenic route back home,
    somedays its just having a cup of tea/coffee from the place that i am a frequent of,
    somedays i just talk to my friend and make plans for the day off that coincides with our plans,
    somedays i just watch come serial/movie that piques my interest,
    somedays it’s just taking pictures of things that bring peace to me..

    Somedays it just me rotting in bed scrolling through a bunch of apps endlessly like the life that i live in,
    and that brings me no happiness at all,
    it’s something that i do till my eyes shut down on their own…

    You know proper unwinding is only when you feel refreshed from the last day’s chaos,
    but that hasn’t happened in so long that it feels like a foreign concept,
    nothing that I could ever achieve…

    To the life that is remaining which shall be spent chasing things that bring peace…

    Cheers 🥂

    An image that exists on a day that was so tiring that it almost took my life, as I was driving back home I saw these exact colors and hues, so I stopped and took a pic to remember this day and end it on a higher note…

  • 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….

  • A Positive change

    Daily writing prompt
    Describe one positive change you have made in your life.
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    A beautiful vine that I caught on the morning walk

    There’s no love in the monotonous life that I live,
    I woke up early and scrolled some,
    go out for a walk,
    jot down some ideas,
    return home and get ready for work,
    leave in a hurried way and return around 9 PM sometimes 10…
    With zero will left to live,
    I had to get addicted to something…


    But the fact that I was tired daily and used something to cope with stress of the life,
    It was a mess,
    a literal one,
    within a span of few years i was addicted…

    I was drinking heavily,
    the cup was the only thing I used to talk to late night,
    and tbh it was soothing,
    I used to drink and have food and then go to my peaceful sleep….

    But,
    that came with a price,
    within a few weeks the same quantity didn’t satiate me,
    it began with a single additional drink,
    and then it went to 4-5 heavy drinks each night,
    and with that came nicotine and heavy addiction to caffeine to kill the buzz from last night…

    Within a span of few months,
    I couldn’t live without the thought of not having something to drink,
    or something to smoke…

    So,

    I began cold turkeying all of it,
    there were failures one too many,
    some were deliberate,
    others were accidental,
    like there’s a meetup of friends so we chose to buy a few bottles and then we poured and drank until there were no more….

    So,
    one day,
    just trying to give up,
    and losing the battle,
    i saw,
    my mom staring at me,
    “How much more will you drink…?”
    not noticing that i just returned home and they used to lock their doors when i began drinking,
    they’d only come out after I was in and out (slipping) to tell me the food was getting cold…

    So,
    just one day,
    returning home,
    not drinking,
    and having dinner with them,
    and watching their faces light up,
    like a child finding a lost toy,
    they began the setting the table and food…

    I didn’t know they were having their food all alone in their rooms,
    and it hit me like a truck,
    so from that day onwards,
    I’ve given up drinking and smoking altogether….

    Just to see these happy faces,
    my happy faces…

    (THIS SOBER LIFE ISN’T FOR ALL,
    THERE ARE DAYS WHEN I JUST LOOK AT MY CABINET AND THINK ABOUT TAKING A SWIG,
    BUT,
    ITS MORE THAN TRUST AT THIS POINT OF TIME;
    ITS ABOUT THE FIGHT THAT BEGAN FROM WITHIN,
    TAKING THE FORM OF AN EXTERNAL SOURCE TO KEEP IT GOING…)

    From the glass of water that i have in my hand;

    A virtual cheer 🥂

  • 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..!