The mantra for good make-up is “Highlight your natural assets”
Make-up gurus would tell you to always draw attention away from your flaws and add more Oomph to your best features. Basically, spend maximum time on your plus points to make them stand out even more.
I know some of you are thinking, “But shouldn’t I pay attention to my flaws? I spend most of my time covering up my nasty pores…which is some heavy work” Sigh…
Hmmm…a common belief. Well, that’s one way to look at it. But think about this :
You can’t really change those small eyes that you were born with. Or do anything about those protruding ears.
So I asked myself, is it wise spending all those frigging hours trying to correct the ‘flawed features’ and getting nowhere?
This was something I wrote way back in 2010 when I believe I was going through a bout of depression. Thankfully I am past that but that was the lowest point in my life. I discovered that depression isn't the end of life and one can actually make it out of it whole and completely healed.This is for that period of my life that I cannot and will not forget. The biggest learning experience that I ever had.
There’s a huge difference between hearing your grandma tell u stories and having to read them for yourself.Though I enjoyed reading, I have missed the chance to listen to those awe-inspiring tales of princesses,magical creatures,talking animals,epic heroes or plain old family history when I was a kid.
I long for it now…
Stories are only part fictional; there is a little bit of heart and soul to every story. This is the story of how I got into a ‘Nothingness’.
Blink: The Power of Thinking Without Thinking by Malcolm Gladwell
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This book was amazing!! It changed my whole perspective on certain things while clearing up questions I have had for a long time about how instincts help us and where they arise from. The intensity of the book just keeps getting better and better towards the end as Gladwell delves deeper into the power of thinking while not thinking. His examples and the experiments quoted in the book were very apt and relatable. I will read and re-read this book.
I wanna make new mistakes all the time so that I can do something new everytime !
What is it to be a lady ?
She knew well before her formative years
What the future held for her
“She has a beautiful family”
But her soul knew it was but a mirage
She watched growing up
The rest of the children being loved
Could the stork that brought her be mistaken ?
‘Cause there didn’t go a single day
She felt like a part
Dollars and Rupees and Pounds
Drove her insane
For she found no solace
in her Dad’s grace
She waited in vain
For the mother’s embrace
At the twilight
Darkness of hate begins to rise
Silently consuming her vice
Until one day
Her worst fears came true
And She felt orphaned
But there came a day she felt
The earth stand still for her
She didn’t know then
One’s heart can indeed overflow
In him she found Love
worth it all.
Here’s another one of my dark poems…
Caught up in a whirl of disoriented thoughts
This convoluted Mind
Like a hundred different shots
People that hurt from behind
I fear to shed a single tear
It is only I who knows dear
That I live a life of phoney
Why did I murder myself ?
That I do a favor for others…
It is a dead heart I carry
And a mind that’s constantly angry
I am lost in the cacophonic psyche
Mind over heart and mind over physique
Where is the passion in life?
Where is the Life in life?
This was a poem that I wrote sometime in April 2011. It is a take on what goes on inside my mind,my soul.
When gloom surges
$he riseth in full blood-lust fervor
Days of fury never abate
Heart’s a dead animal now
eyes aflame with rage
neurons thrusting on the cage
senses seethe forward
pleading an order of extrication
Unleashed , untamed , uncouth
$he who seeks spiteful vengeance
A zippy self takes over
turning frail and vulnerable(on intent)
Peals of laughter reveal
lightening up the ambience
When gaiety glows
$he lies torpid
holding on to a thread-suspicion
still blazing,watchful eyes
Yet once more
night shall fall.
Such is a balance
Such is a control
But never a foul mind
set a step ahead the Good soul.