“The darkest darksome moments of life, showcase the illuminating rays of healing.”

She has learnt that women who breathe life into each other make wonders happen with their presence as miraclous auras.

The seed needs soil to grow, likewise the body needs the soul to exist and live to the fullest.

It is time to embrace the truer version instead of pursuing the better version.

The grit to pursue the scent of freedom while expanding in the belief of oneself is self love.

Being the imperfect but real you, takes courage and bravery, to accept the truth of who you are.

She is always enveloped in infinite mercy of her Lord.

Let go, Let go, Let go, cleanse your heart.

I surrender to the rhythms of breath of living life.

Look closely and you see me rise from the crumbles of the ruin of my sanity, an antique treasured story of growth.

If given a chance to turn back clock, I wouldn’t change a thing, as I wouldn’t be the rockstar I am today, if life didn’t give me migraines.

As I open my eyes, I breathe a sigh of gratitude for another to life to the fullest.

You can be a gem yet would be considered a rock, it all depends on the mindset.

Hold on the small moments of joy, they become grand gestures to evolve.

As I look back, I at times can’t fathom the things, so I forgive myself and others so that I can smile with contentment.

It is upto us if we want to stay rooted in the bloodbath of pain or grow a new blooming garden with the fertiziler of lessons learnt.

We as humans get hurt but it is upto us if we want to still feel the pain or let go and move towards healing.