Abhiruchi Devdekar (Sasa)

"Credits - Pinterest" Eyes Peering through unimaginable distances But settling for that one destination You don't know which one Where eyes could shut down And feel And still see Sometimes it's better just to elope From all the bad moments Even the good ones too To take that one single minute To relax Or even a lifetime to do so Walking Even running and panting too What's the worth of speeding up? And rushing and striving? What's the worth of this breathlessness you ask? Climbing up steep mountains? Or in a much non-metaphorical sense Are all your maneuvers worthy enough You ask? I'm unaware too, We all are But if not restlessness? Who's fine with just resting? Starting at the same place Spending that exclusive lifetime Dying there too Living your whole life restricted Or in a much non-metaphorical sense That being your only landing place Are you even living? Destiny Constantly showing you terminals Making you believe That's where you're destin...

courtesy - Pinterest  I could be as fair and pastel as white, Or I could be darker than the darkest black, I could be of any tint and tone in between, Even so under the same sky I lie, feeling the wind similarly against my skin I could weigh just perfect,  Or I could be looking like the models on the coverpage of a fashion magazine,  I could be skinny, obese, or simply anorexic, I could be your idol, or a subject for you to brutalize, But when I look in the mirror,  I see the most beautiful person in the world I could be preaching seven different gods, Or I could be an atheist,  I could follow my own norms or consider whichever ethics, I could be someone believing simply in the energy I could be minted and filthy rich,  I could even starve for a meal, And when the nights are cold or even humid,  Just like everyone else I dream, dream of achieving my dreams I could be straight, gay, bisexual, transgender,  I could be of any sexuality, Convivialy, I...

  Courtesy - Pintrest For everytime you fix it, You Lose a part of you, "You" are the price you pay, For trying to keep things right at their places Freshly minted soul, You call yourself, And that's how you let it go, After every mistake you make But you know it, You know you aren't new to this, You don't want to lose again, So you rather prefer denying Aware you are, Of walking on this long route for living, So you keep thinking of ways, Ways which would keep you going ~Sasa

Courtesy - Pintrest We're all born with equal amount of good and evil, but true sense of morality and perfect nurture makes us who we are. Growing up, all of us had been taught that following good habits and etiquettes makes us a good person. But if you measure your goodness considering those parameters currently, where would you lie? - You are always good and humble to everyone. Yes/No? - You eat your food on time. Yes/No? - You never swear or use inappropriate language. Yes/No? - You never take things for granted. Yes/No? - You respect not only elders, but everyone. Yes/No? - You never lie/you're always honest with everyone. Yes/No? - You never envy others. Yes/No? - You're always, always happy. Yes/No? What's your score? Comment down your scores. Any score works fine because there's just so much more to it than this. Also, if you get all of them right, are you human?! Being a good person simply means despite of being imperfect, being the best version of "you...

Courtesy - Pintrest When You're shouting and yelling, But I don't say a word, I understand it's something horrible that you're going through, So I rather try to calm you down When You're hurt, you're crying, You're dying for help, I can see that on your face, So I don't leave, I decide to stay right there giving you a shoulder to weep When You're restless, anxious, You're nervously shivering and scared, And I know that someday you just feel like giving up, So I'm holding you, having your back, hyping you up And when you're smiling and dancing,  Like one of the happiest puppies in the world,  I see you're having your moment, it makes me bloom too,  So I'm blessing you with all my love Now you're asking me how do I live like this?  Understanding you, staying there,  Hyping you up and always being considerate?  Well, I'm taught to be the reason someone believes in goodness, so here I am ~Sasa

I was cleaning my book shelf last night and I came across this notebook,  seemed unfamiliar, but familiar, maybe because it was old. It was my elder cousin sister's,  I saw her name on the index page, and it was dated back in 2008. I must've been 7 years old then, so I started flipping the pages over to see if I find any surprises, turns out the book didn't disappoint me. I mean what's better than rediscovering things kept in a book decades ago? It was filled with memories, the "good" ones. Maybe that's what we crave for everytime we want to make ourselves feel better. Coming back to the notebook, it was so pretty, with all the chocolate wrappers preserved, wrappers of the chocolates which don't even exist anymore, the wowies, milk treats, perks, bytes and all of those, I was just so overwhelmed by the sight of them. That's when it hit me, that whatever that's preserved in a book stays, for god knows how long, it's like a corroboration of t...

Courtesy : Pintrest When your day starts just right, Yet you cry yourself to sleep and you know that's okay, So you get up with the same bliss next morning, That's what perfect means to me When it's all a mess, And you're stressing a lot, it's not getting better, But that one cup of coffee, Perfectly holds you altogether When you look like the finest piece of art, And everyday, that's what the mirror tells you, But when you step out and see people stare, You just don't care 'cause you know you're perfect When things are falling apart, You know you've mistaken a lot, You've got your ups and downs and you still keep going on, Because you believe in yourself You know what perfect means?  Falling, still learning and growing,  Perfect means having flaws, knowing it and mending them,  Perfect means hustling, to be the best version of yourself  ~Sasa

Courtesy - Pintrest I've been rooting for collecting all the Sophie Kinsella best sellers since the time I saw the movie - "Confessions of a shopaholic", and anything which includes fashion always has my attention first! And guess what? Almost all her novels consists of a shopping-maniac. But this one is different. Rom-com being her genre, it gives the reader immense joy, of having these mainstream happy endings, the plot of this book is just so similar to some k-drama's, meaning, it's always sugar sweet. This book is about Emma, and her "secrets", all kinds of secrets, some of them being, how she fakes her branded items, how she weighs more than what she tells, how she finds G-strings uncomfortable, how she feeds her annoying colleague's plant with orange juice whenever she talks to much, how she always feels like her boyfriend Connor looks like Ken as in the one in the Barbie movies, how she lies to him about loving jazz when she just can't sta...

Courtesy - Pintrest Just when you think it's getting better, Another trouble comes up, But like the previous ones, You'll still hold all your pieces together, You'll sigh, but won't let go for sure, You're aware, That you're capable of overcoming almost everything that comes your way, So you just walk ahead, You fight for it, And just when you think it's getting better, Something else hits up, But trust me, There will come a day, you won't sigh at all, won't be afraid to fall, you'll get used to it, Bravo! Now that you know the pattern, You'll get back up, deal with it and proudly say, You're living your best life ~Sasa

Courtesy - Pintrest "Do you prefer throughout your life, Being a good person?" I'd prefer just living, Letting it go like it's supposed to be, all by its own, Just walking, and in the mid way, Getting things done, Losing some battles and winning some, Reasoning my foes, Being humble to my good ones, Loving with my whole heart, Getting mad when I really don't feel fine, Being as interactive as I can, Expressing honesty my whole life, Because all this while I learnt, Being good keeps us constant Living keeps us going ~Sasa

Courtesy - Pintrest To whoever that's crossed paths with me,  Has been good to me or my enemy, Has taken me to places and helped me get out of my mess or put me into one, Has held on to me when it was direful or left me all alone, Has made me grin everytime or left me crying on my own, Has been constantly telling me I'm inevitably strong or has looked down on me and let me down, Has been by my side my whole life or even for a single moment, Has stood up for me and said things for me or said things even behind my back, If we've ever crossed paths, thank you for being a part of me, thank you for helping me grow ~Sasa

Courtesy - Pintrest   Perfect light falling on my house plants, It's 6am, of a summer morning, The light isn't as dim as the dawn of a perfect winter day, Beautiful still Each leaf of the money-plant is a different shade of green, They don't resemble each other at all, And look so dissimilar, But when it's afternoon, I'll know again, come back to my senses, To realize that every leaf is the same, So did the light fool me? Or my eyes? I'll never know But I know one thing for sure, The gentle cold wind I feel every morning, Be it of any season, Melts my heart, helps my soul to get up, And breathe I assume everyone does that, No wonder these mornings are so soothing, While everyone's just breathing, And not chattering, laughing, wailing or hurting, Maybe that's why mornings are always this fresh and clean, Of ambience loaded with pure optimism and goodwill ~Sasa

If your plan is to stay, To hold hands, Make impromptu outdoor plans, To cook food together, Comfort me with your hugs forever, To laugh with me, cry with me, Insanely sing out loud on the streets, To speak all night long, Hype about how finely we just get along, To make a lot of promises, Spoil me with your kisses, To let me take care of you, Stand strong with you, pamper you, To let me give you my everything, If that's what your plan is, just count me in. ~ Sasa

                                                                                           Courtesy - Pintrest   I just realized, that we humans, Having this ability to speak, Vocalize and reason, Have views, perspectives, Biased, unbiased I realized, we all speak, Some speak with soft pleasing words, with love, Some speak out of anger, some in pain, Some speak with silence, Some with their actions, some reacting I realized, all of us, Show love, misery, tenderness, curiosity, excitement and what not, Everyone feels, And out of these feelings that they show, We pick We pick, what suits us, We listen and see, take in what we always tend to assume, To conclude, we all speak, Not the same language, yet we all speak alike. ~ Sasa