Do you ever learn a new fact and it eff’s you over really bad, even though it has no effect on your life. But it feels like your whole life was a lie anyways! Hey! Did you know? Barcode scanner scans the white spaces in between and not actually the black bars!
#newfact #effedupfact #thewhat #missnaiduwrites
Yayy!! So women’s day wishes all over my mail and what must I be blogging about? Equality? Freedom? Feminism? No! The heart ache we go through because we bleed! Obviously!
Whenever it’s time of that month for either one of us, we are fortunate enough to be able to use sanitary napkins. That is a big deal by itself in our country. So, we go to the grocery store or pharmacy to buy the napkins. Regardless of the store we buy and regardless of the brand, they are wrapped in more layers than nuclear weapons. And rightly so, because one glimpse of the green packet and all the men will faint from the exposure to a thing so toxic. That totally happens.
Every time the shopkeeper insists on wrapping my packet of napkins in two layers of newspapers and hands it over in an opaque, black plastic bag, my blood boils in the blood vessels and I wanted to be screaming. If I use to shop alone, I refuse the unnecessary extra packaging. Yeah, I get shocked looks and taunts. But I do it anyway. When I am shopping with you, however, you’ll be giving me a glare and my protests die at the tip of my tongue.
Why are you so scared of people finding out that you bleed? I really don’t understand this paranoia. We are all women who are capable of bearing children. It should be obvious then that we get our periods every month, shouldn’t it? I mean, regular periods are a sign of a healthy woman. Is that what we’re ashamed of? Being healthy?
That one of those ‘happy to bleed’ woman wishing everyone a Happy Women’s day!!
#womensday #womenpower #healthywomen #missnaiduwrites
Is positivity really worth it? Does it really do anything? Positivity is not something that comes to you out of the blue. You have to work on it. It’s a mindset. It’s not strong and it’s not permanent, but it’s worthwhile. Wake up every morning and say, “It’s a great day to be alive”, and be grateful that you were able to open your eyes this morning. Put 100% love in every thing you do. Life’s not perfect, but be grateful for all the people you see each day.
Positivity is not happiness. Positivity is something that grows little by little, each day, trying something new each day, being greatful of having this life. You can grow and you will grow. Try to observe the light in everything you see. Rest, Close your eyes, Count, lie on your bed by noon air and listen to music and breathe, feel the world around you. Cry when you need to, read, write, paint, complement people. Give yourself time to just be!
#mood #numbness #positivity #dailydose #missnaiduwrites
Dad, I know that you aren’t a person who’d express emotions easily yet two incidents I remember have left a strong imprint in my heart.
The first time I saw you crying was when I was eight. You were late to pick us from school that day. All kids had left, and sister and I were so worried that we didn’t notice you were silent. Like any other eight years old, I didn’t understand what was wrong. Only after we reached home, I realised that grandpa passed away and you’ve been crying all afternoon. You cried again that night, and it hurt me to see you crying.
The second time was when I left home for boarding school. I remember how worried you were. You didn’t realise that you were crying again for the second time. You were fretting how I would hold myself, but dad I was worried about you too.
All these years you rarely wished me on my birthdays. I know you loved me and prayed for my long life, but you couldn’t express it in words. Dad, you showed love in a million other ways like waiting up past midnight to have dinner with us until we came home back journeying.
It’s okay if you can’t speak up your feelings dad. I love you for the person you are. I may not say this again, but you’re my hero, always. So, next time you’re fighting with your emotions, remember I will be there with you and you’ll be even more stronger.
Today, I want you to know that your love cannot be expressed in 26 letters. Happy Birthday Dad! I love You!
#dadsbirthday #onespecialday #lovefordad #myhero #ceaselesslove #nowandforever #missnaiduwrites
Dear girl reading this,
While you’re crying in your room, he’s already happy with someone else. While you’re questioning your self-worth, he’s already having the best days of his life with your replacement. He’s so happy posting pictures of them on social media, while you still have hard time sleeping at night and being sick. You do not want to exist in this world anymore while he’s so busy loving someone else.
Can’t you understand what I am trying to say? He doesn’t deserve all your tears. He doesn’t deserve your grief. Look at you? The princess who’s free spirited is now helpless. Baby girl, get up. Rebuild yourself. Pick up the pieces of yourself.
Put that make up on. You do not deserve to look like an hot mess. Wear that confidence once again. He doesn’t deserve any amount of care from you. It’s his loss after all. It’s time to unleash the fiercer and braver you. You are beautiful and you deserve so much better!
#positivity #goodvibes #beyoutiful #chinup #missnaiduwrites
You’ve made it so far. I know you’re hurting. I know it hurts. But I’m so proud of you. You’re beautiful. You’re strong. You’re worth it. Things are happening that you might not understand and it’s okay. It’s okay to cry, so let it out. You’re not perfect. You can’t be. But you can still thrive. Your heart is heavy and you feel weighed down. You feel like a burden. You feel like you’re not worthy of love or friendship. But you are! Everything is going to be okay. Don’t give up. I love you. You deserve life. Please don’t relapse.
Read this again tomorrow, the day after, for months and years to come along!
#doseofpositivity #muchneeded #dailydose #loveandlight #missnaiduwrites
Soemone: So what’s your biggest fear?
Me, thinking about those times when you’re sat at a window seat and a stranger sits beside you, trapping you there, and your stop is coming up, but you’re on a seat that isn’t near a stop door, so you’re going to have to communicate with this stranger to move, while the bus is still in motion and navigate to a stop door in time without falling, but you’re bad at socialization and maintaining your balance : HEIGHTS!
#fearofcommunication #travelblues #missnaiduwrites
There are so many fruits you haven’t tasted.,
So many beautiful songs you haven’t discovered.,
Intriguing conversations you haven’t had.,
And oceans you haven’t felt.,
And plants you haven’t seen.,
Books you’ve never read.,
And souls your heart hasn’t touched.,
This earth is incredible, so are you! Discover new things! Come in tact with everything you see! May be you’ll find something to cherish for lifetime!
Kickstarting blogposts after a long leap with all love and light and positivity! Happy 2k18!!
#positivity #mood #loveandlight #missnaiduwrites
Writing saves me from drowning. It gives me a ray of hope when I turn morose due to the mismatched arrangement of thoughts in my mind. It kisses my wounds lightly with its touch of extensive vocabulary and impressive words. From all the tears and fears, writing gives me comfort. It makes me feel a less lonely. If I could write a book about writers, it could contain the rules of expectations followed by disappointments and experiences.
I don’t write because I want to, I write because I need to, because I have to, because I should, because if I don’t write, my life would come to a halt.
#writingisbliss #thankgodiwrite #happysoul #missnaiduwrites
I don’t understand how in movies when there’s some scene about someone sitting on the train/ bus and thinking about their life, they just have their head rested against the window, and it looks so calming and shit! Like no! Have you ever put your head against a window while the train/ bus is moving? It feels like your cranium is a blender and your brain is becoming a smoothie!!
#travelblues #realitytalk #rails #travelthoughts #missnaiduwrites