The sunset was so beautiful but I couldn't capture it. I think our life consists of a lot of moments just like this one - too beautiful to hold onto, too beautiful to just stay a little longer!
Here's the thing, you don't get better overnight. The flu doesn't go away overnight, not even a tiny paper cut will heal overnight.
Therefore, you can not expect an ill mind to recover in 8 hours. You are on your way. You are on the right path, whichever it is. And if it's not the direction which you should have taken, turn around, go anywhere. Just do what you need to do to make your life yours again. To make yourself feel like you! .
P.S. Agar sab kuch mil jayega zindagi mein, to tamanna kiski karoge,
Kuch adhuri khwahishe hi to jeene ka maza deti hain
Acts of creation are ordinarily reserved for gods and poets, but humbler folk may circumvent this restriction if they know how. To plant a pine, for example, one need be neither god nor poet; one need only own a shovel
The former Palace Complex of CHARLEMAGNE. A historical town and city of science, Aachen is a city whose story can be seen as a history of Europe. Charlemagne lived here, was crowned as Emperor of the Roman Empire in 800 AD in his magnificent palace and Cathedral, and is buried here. Having so much fun exploring the history around here.
• Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened every day and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breath in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes. • ♡
Beauty is grace and confidence. I've learned to accept and appreciate what nature gave me.
Cuz I just love the background.
This island is love. 🧡 .
Need to write a post about this island but too busy these days to do anything 😭 tired as hell and lazy af 🤤 but will surely write soon. Cuz this island deserves all the love ❤
I thought I would share a travel throwback as well, so here we go!! Yesterday back in 2015 I traveled alone by plane for the first time. I was attending a summer camp in Pensacola Florida. My family and I first flew into New Orleans Louisiana and visited family before driving down to Pensacola! Which was so much fun, I fell in love with the South!
Now back to flying home by myself, I flew from Pensacola to Nashville TN for a two ish hour layover before flying back to Nevada. During this trip I fell in love with traveling and airports. (The Nashville Airport is amazing!! 😍) I think I would say that my wanderlust started there and lead to this blog! I am super excited for what is to come and I hope you are to!
Day 142: This is, indeed, the nicest train ride I’ve ever been on.
When I was researching about it, everybody was saying how hard it is to take a photo in it and how crowded it always gets.
Even if we managed to take nice photos, I actually felt bad because the train was empty 😞
Anu held my hand & we started walking towards the old playground we used to play in. On the way, we came across a pothole filled with the dirty rainwater. And, much to the surprise of the passersby, we jumped right in. I felt embarrassed by all the stares but not for more than a minute because it was simply too much fun to resist.
The park was empty due to the rains. We ran to the swing & I tried not to fall as I got up on the swing & stood on it. And, as I swayed my body to move the swing, the swing began moving higher & higher off the ground & I felt the same joy reverberate throughout my body as I did when I was a child.
I found a dirty whistle lying on the ground, embedded in the dirt. I picked it up, washed it thoroughly under the tap and ran around the park whistling loudly. Anu laughed, clapping loudly & cheering me on. Suddenly, life didn’t seem so bad.
Thank you, Anu! I haven’t been this happy in a long time, I smiled at her.
It’s all right. After all, what are imaginary friends for? Anushree winked.
“If you are not happy today, you have never been happy and never will be. After all you have one single life until you breathe and you just got to enjoy every single moment not being restricted.” — Anuj Panwar #life
The fifth principle of my life is one that I've come to realize quite recently: There's a concrete demarcation between your real life and social life, and you should not mix both of these worlds together.
I have been active on Instagram mainly since the last two years, before which most of my feed was blessed with cringe selfies and wanderlust posts, every once in a while. With time, as my participation as well as engagement rose, I became more aware of the responsibility that comes along with my posts and words. I wasn't someone who could easily talk about my personal life on social media, it's still a journey I'm undertaking, though I have managed to come a long way.
The first lesson was, not everything on social media is real. Though simple , it hits you like a boulder. Everyone wants you to think they are popular, likable, living their best life- but at the end of the day, they are real and reality isn't all roses. Don't get me wrong, I think social media can be a great platform to reach out to people, exhibit your talents and gain peer support.
But, to me, at the end of the day it is a world different from my reality. For instance, many people on reading my posts, told me they expected a more serious person when they met me. While, I on the other hand, in flesh and bone am a person who can't keep still and keeps cracking lame jokes with no climax.
Before people realize it, they become the victims of the facades they created for themselves, a life that is different and they lose sense of what counts and what does not. What is real and what isn't. Rather than taking the platform as a source of motivation, a stage for exhibition, some people take it as a meter that defines their worth to them leading to feelings of inadequacy and the classic, "Why isn't my life that happening?" As people start to grow here, things start to revolve around, how many likes you got, how many followers increased today, what can you do to please them, that one negative comment that gets you down the whole day. I also want to gain engagement and support, but I am still on a road that will teach me, this world is not my real world.