Fairy tale!

What do you know about fairy tale? Is this thing true? Is this thing really happening in real life? To some, it might be true. Others would say that fairy tales are for kids and it isn’t really applicable in this world.

Well if you’d ask me though, I would rather tell you a story: “Once upon a time there was this little girl who was dreaming of becoming a princess and meeting a charming prince- handsome, royal, gallant, wealthy, well raised and well groomed. The kind of prince who’d sweep her of her feet by just a single glance, a prince that everyone adores, a prince that almost every girl would fell for in an instance, a prince who can give her anything she wants. In a real world though, a princess may not want a prince, instead she’ll choose to love the shoe maker. It’s neither the prince charming’s fault though, nor it’d be the fault of the princess, and we can’t put the blame on the shoe maker either, this thing just sort of happens. But the funny thing is that: How about if the shoe maker didn’t want the princess either?”

You see, there’s no certainty in love. Pain and sorrow will not exclude you whether you are a royalty or merely a shoe maker. Fate will be playful at times. And every love story doesn’t necessarily end with a “Happily ever after”. But this doesn’t mean that you should stop risking, that you should give upon love. You should still take that risk and find your own shoe maker, that kind of shoe maker, who’ll be glad to make you Cinderella’s shoes – turn him into your own prince, and he’ll treat you as his princess. Or maybe find a prince who’ll treat you like Rapunzel, and he’s willing to get you out of that filthy tower which you are imprisoned. Who knows? But you’ll surely not know it unless you try.

Make your own fairy tale. Good or bad, it’s your own version of love and struggle. You’re a princess. Act like it.

#fairytale #pixiedust #bibliophilic #fantasydwelling #missnaiduwrites

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Women’s day!

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

Just overdosing positivity

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

Hey you!

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

Incredible you!

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

I write!

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 

Be you!

Draw stick figures. Sing off key. Write bad poems. Sew ugly clothes. Run slowly. Flirt clumsily. Play video games on ease. You do not need to be good at something to enjoy the act. Talent is overrated. Do things you like doing. It’s okay to suck.

#vibes #positivity #missnaiduwrites

Hypocrite

I am a bad person who thinks bad thoughts like “ew! What is that girl wearing” and then I remember that I’m supposed to be positive about all things and then think “no she can wear what she wants, eff what other people say damn girl you look fabulous!” and am just a li’l bit hypocritical!

I was always taught by my mother that the first thought that goes through your mind is what you have been conditioned to think. What you think next defines who you are.

#youdefineyou #wordsfrommom #missnaiduwrites

Alive

The really cool thing about being alive is you have so much control over who you are. You wanna cut off all your hair? Awesome! Go for it! You wanna feel like a princess? Guess what! You are! You wanna be a morning person? Set your alarm and make some coffee, babe! You wanna be a night owl? Sweet! Stay up all night reading. You wanna learn a new language? Well! Internet’s got you! You have the power to make whatever changes you want in your life. The story is yours, so go out there and write it!

#positivity #goforit #vibes #naiduwrites

I am Imperfection

When I laugh at the silliest things, showing off my enamel gleefully, people sometimes ask, “Are you always this happy?” I just smile and shrug.

Should I tell them that I find myself the prettiest thing? That I’ve come a long way learning to love myself? We love broken lockets, torn letters and other useless objects of emotional attachment, then why not our flawed selves? I often go to bed crying, let my thoughts loose and allow myself to break down. Because caring for our tempestuous souls and letting them breath is important. But those nights, I sleep with a promise to smile the next morning, step out in my most gorgeous shoes and be the best version of myself because when we love ourselves, we care for and support ourselves. Everything just falls into the right place once we fall in love with our imperfect selves and embrace our crooked beauty.

#fallingisfine #standbackqueeniya #vibes #naiduwrites