Sweet like Hell

Sweet like Hell

Bitter like Heaven

Chocolate mousse like mixture overflowing my brain.

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Mental Health See-Saw

Body image is such a sensitive subject. You go through different stages in life and your body changes. I could compare it to a flower. When you are a baby you are like a bud then you pace through the mayhem of puberty and you begin to blossom. When you enter adulthood you are blooming with your uniqueness and personal beauty. You may bear scars and marks presented to you by the mighty existence but you are still exceptionally beautiful.

The individual perception of one’s appearance is another matter. You can be an astoundingly stunning lilly but in your own eyes you may look like a wilted and chewed by cats dandelion. You work on your body, you treat it as a temple by eating healthy and working out but….

What if you are physically restricted?

What if your body has been rapidly changing and you don’t have any control…

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Procrastination

Procrastination is the weapon used by demons to pull you back into the void of false security built on the brittle foundation which consists of anxiety and hidden fears.

Get up, go and avoid being idle !!!

Colours of my Soul

Colours of my soul are enhanced by an invisible touch of music notes floating in my overloaded mind.

It’s Spring Everyone!

Fill your soul with sunshine and let your worries drift away !!!

Happy Spring Everyone 😊

Soul Pampering Time

Pamper your soul with a dosage of daily relaxing time only for you and your Inner-self. Feel free to immerse yourself in the silliest activity.

Who cares if it involves stuffing your face with whipped cream or just blankly staring at your cat to the point of making him uncomfortable. Just be free of judgmental guilt and twisted worries.

What Do You See?

I see flowers on a bed made of snow. It’s not so clear and a little bit blurry due to the picture being taken in a rush. It has its charm which cosely and safely lives in its own self-perception.

Where is Friday?

Here I am again….

I am stuck at work.

I keep thinking about Friday because I’m convinced that the mighty Creator of the Universe has lost it or at least misplaced it. I’m talking gibberish but why oh why the weekend doesn’t last three days instead of two. Two days are nothing – you can’t even go to explore the surrounding territory because you are overloaded with chores.

Oh my sweet life and its straining routine there is still some mesmerising beauty in you which won’t vanish in distant time.

Routine is good, it keeps us organised and sane to some extent – ha ha ha ☺

Moments

Moments like that make me alive. I’m bursting with joy as my inner-self is swirling around in the mesmerising beauty of positive vibrations.

Joy in Life

Because life is about simple pleasures & joy residing in little things.