“She schools her heart and soul to let go of the pain that she feels or has ever felt or else it will never let her heal and grow.”

She metamorphosed into grand ground breaking tales of love, passion, hopes and revival.

Her heart beats with rhythms of sanity mingled with darkness and fierce brutality, she is elixir of life’s poison.

She has the scent of cinnamon summer that the roots of winter absorb.

She is content, free and breathing with ease, the reward of her patience.

She was holding strong to the principle of being respectful and loyal to the pledge of being protective of her boundaries and sanity.

She looks into the mirror, winks at herself, now is the time to evolve into her greatest form.

She had learnt to say NO, after decades of sacrificing her sanity for the sake of other’s smiles.

There are days when she couldn’t forgive herself but that were the exact moments when her soul needed the trust of letting go.

She desires to crawl into his arms and stay till their roots become one stem.

She looked at her image in the mirror, and she kept schooling her soul, it is the right time to update and upgrade youurself.

He had hurt her beyond abuse, and now she doesn’t let his name also pass through her mind.

She journaled frequently – what did I learn from this particular situation in relation to myself. These question helped her understand herself much better.

She understood what it meant to have a breathing space, she gave her loved ones enough to bloom in the light of sparkling silence.

She wrote for herself, the power of her emotions became pearls of words and ink.

She is the rarest sun gem birthed from the deepest core of Earth sanity.

Her core is filled with gratitude and blooming energy.

The trees, the flowers, the plants grow in silence. The stars, the sun, the moon move in silence. Silence gives us a new perspective.

Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.

I want to grow old without facelifts. I want to have the courage to be loyal to the face I have made.

That’s the real trouble with the world, too many people grow up.

When all life is seen as divine, everyone grows wings.

Gentlemen, you will permit me to put on my spectacles, for, I have grown not only gray, but almost blind in the service of my country.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

I believe we are here on the planet Earth to live, grow up and do what we can to make this world a better place for all people to enjoy freedom.