The year is drawing to an end, and its been a strange few days with strange happenings, like when the flowers by my bedside refused to wither even after a week since they’d been picked, or when I almost cut my finger off, but didn’t feel a thing.
The year is drawing to an end, and I’m running out of reasons to keep breathing, really.
Quite philosophical
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I fail to see what’s philosphical in this but thanks. xD
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That finger part xD
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LOL.
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Xd
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Such a haunting beauty in this piece. Well done! 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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Don’t give up. Ever.
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^ This.
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😊
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I’ll try not to, thank you 🙂
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Keep searching for reasons to live.
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One of the reasons could be we have never met and have a conversation over a cup of coffee 🙂 . On a serious note, as Rilke said, “let life happen to you, trust me, life is on the right always.”
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Well, if we ever find ourselves in the same city, why not? :p
Let’s hope life knows what it is doing. :c
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I will do my best to stay connected 🙂
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You need to keep writing which will help you keep breathing. Believe me, I know. You have much to offer the world – and I promise, even in the darkest of times – it does get better and it will be worth it to hold on.
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Thank you for the kind words, and when things get too much sometimes, writing is all I have, so I don’t think I could stop even if I wanted to! 🙂
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I have had some reasons in my life that would have caused many people to give up. I wanted to a few times. Today, I am so glad I didn’t. May you be able to find beauty in every day. Also, your writing is excellent.
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Amen,and thank you 🙂
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I think you’re that flower that refuses to wither. 🙂
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I have no idea why I missed your comment somehow, but thank you so much. 🙂
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dark !
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on facebook?
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Well,if you’re asking about a page kind of thing, I’m sorry because there is none, but I do have a personal account. 🙂
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oh ok, you should start one. I too only have a personal account :p
facebook.com/sohail.bakshi
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I was thinking about starting an instagram for the blog, but seem to have too much to do to allow following up on that idea xD
I’ll send you a message on fb though. :p
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you can write short quotes in an image form and post it on the go. Post the ramblings, let the world know.
ok, great. 🙂
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I might, but this month is already too hectic. Sometime in March maybe :p
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Your writing is beautiful, but sad, please keep writing and connecting xxx
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Thank you so much, and sure, I will! 😀
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I hope things are getting better.
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Slightly, but paraphrasing a famous adage, any progress is good progress, right? 🙂
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I hope so!!!! 🙂
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Sometimes its so hard to breathe….but something within our soul can watch and wait at these times…we may not be aware of it, but if we can hold on even with the frozen breath things can change…some souls travel so deep.♡
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I wonder if what you’re talking about is somehow related to the detachment we feel at certain times, such as during extreme sadness? I’d love to know.
Thank you for commenting. 🙂
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I’m not entirely sure. I have always felt a twinness within me. There is the twin on the surface and then the twin deep within a kind of watcher or presence that supports us and gives us energy and life, but at times that presence disappears and the weight of the world becomes too much, perhaps on some level we are conscious of all we have suffered and the weight of it feels like an extinction of the most essential part of us and we feel we cant go on. Then my experience is that when I bear with thjs weight and feel it fully it then can dissolve and the watcher returns, it has born witness and give us the strength to go on. I don’t know if this makes sense to you. I can really identify with what you shared of finding it hard to breath at times and feeling you cant go on.
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It makes sense to me, what you’ve written. I think it’s a case of same thing, but from different perspectives? What you call the watcher emerging is my detached-ness.
It was certainly interesting to read your pov. 🙂
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Yes, same thing, different form of expression. It’s interesting to me that there can be a part of us that watches over things, and then at times we are almost possessed as if from the emotional depths. This being human is a complex experience.
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It sure is complex, makes me think we all really do hold a universe inside of us.
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