Peace, Joy, Love; INSIDE ME

The other day I was outside playing badminton with my friends. After a while, I thought I should take a break. So I quietly went towards the swing and just started swinging.  Image source While I was observing my surroundings, I realized that the wind embracing my skin is making me more and more conscious. As I rose higher and higher towards the sky, a moment came when the world around me became secondary and the trees, the wind, and the sky captivated me. I couldn't help but cherish the very beauty of nature. I still reminisce about it. A place where all my worries go away when I swing with my eyes closed. Everything fades away, I swing and I swing away. There are magical moments scattered throughout every day, sometimes we just need to look up and slow down long enough to experience them...

  Ted-Ed  a platform to learn new things about life. So, I saw a video on Ted-Ed about what if what we imagine becomes the reality. Here's the video. Imagination, the power to create.   We often imagine things that are, sometimes, in this world is impossible to be. As a child, I used to imagine the outer world, life beyond the sky. It is unbelievable that we can create things that we have never seen before. My submission for "Imagine If..." Imagine if the sparkling lights that twinkle in the sky at night are gigantic fishes or giant fireflies roaming in the ocean of space. #weimagineif   https://t.co/qMsleyUw00  via  @TED_ED   pic.twitter.com/HvHlOhQLNe — Jayant Yadav (@dancsingflower)  July 5, 2021 Through creativity, we can create anything. Through curiosity, we can find anything. Through imagination, we can see the unseen.

  My Dear Diary - Popie I can shake off everything as I write,  my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn. - Anne Frank. I call my diary Popie. to me, writing is a way of talking without making any sound. I started writing a diary in high school. Back then I used not to share my feelings with anyone but my diary. It was like no one will understand the phase I was going through.  Image source Now, when I look back at the pages which are holding my past character, It feels like I have changed a lot, like a whole new person. And the credit goes to my dear diary Popie. She was the first being for me who taught me how to let go and how things will change, change for good.  Thank you Popie for holding me in the times when I thought I belong to nowhere. I love you, Always and forever.