Self-Talk

Hello people!

I have a question for you today. How often do you talk with yourself? All alone?


I am sure we all do have a talk to ourselves, but most of the time, our talk is limited to self-pity and complaining about stuffs we do not posses.

But I am not asking this in that context.
My question is, how often do you actually have a conversation with your own inner self to seek few answers which you have no clue if anyone could even understand?

For me, I imagine my 10 year old self, in her two small pony tails, her weird smile sitting in front of me, and have a talk. Crazy, isn’t it? It’s the best thing!
And the question I ask ‘That Girl’ is always answered, by that 10 year old girl!

The question which follows is, how do you realize or hear what she answers or advise me? How will you come to know? HOW!?
The idea for me which always works is, the first thought, the first explanation that strikes my mind is the answer which I am always seeking for.

The best part is, the answer almost always makes sense and even if  it doesn’t sometimes, it at least calms my fears and thoughts that I goof up in my mind with.
That answer never strikes me when I keep over-thinking or complain about situations to myself. It happens when I genuinely ask that 10 year old self for an answer, for a guidance. And she always gives me with her 10 year old smile and shining eyes.

But,
Sometimes, the answers aren’t clear. Sometimes, I don’t even get an answer. I only see that girl smiling at me. Creepy. I let the question go with a belief that it isn’t the time for the answer to be revealed to me as of that moment.

This is my way of seeking the key to my mysterious questions. What’s your’s?

Try to question your 10 year old self. The one who was not afraid of the truths. Who was not afraid to learn about the truths.
Listen to the first thought that strikes your head and trust that thought and keep going. If for no one else, then, at least for that that 10 year old-self?

You are not alone and you are worth all the happiness. There is abundance. Hug yourself and smile often.
Be your own hero. Your own rescuer.
It is never the end until you stop asking questions and stop seeking for the answers.

So the next time you find yourself caught up in a storm and can’t find a way out, let go complaining and cursing your luck or destiny, but, start asking for a way out to yourself. You know your feelings, emotions and goals better than any other person.

 

– KinjalParekh. ❤👑

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Lucid Waves 💙

The room is lost within me tonight,
Darkness might replace for the fight by the night,
A spirit is souring through the sky,
But my tunes will hypnotize the entire sky.
Grief, envy and lust;
Eating up my entire crust…
Yet,
I look past the pain
Fighting to come back in my old-frame
But goes all in vain.
The night light casts it’s way
No light offered to my grave,
Yet again,
I get back to the melody
To make the spirit dance
In my lucid waves.

– KinjalParekh ❤

Oceans – YouTube.

Greatingsss everybodyyy!!

Okay. So here it is. My first try to record my poem into a video!
I literary recorded God know how many audios before finalising the final one!!

It would be soo great if you could spare 2minutes to check out my Spoken Word Poetry on my YouTube Channel

Here’s the link.
YouTube-Ocean

P.S. – Do not forget to like, comment and subscribe if you like it.

Excited and nervous!!

Much Love and Thankful!!

❤❤❤

S T A R T

You. You’ve got to love yourself.
Don’t be nervous of being nervous. It is the proof that you are on your way to discover new truths, new secrets, new dimensions about yourself.
It is the proof that you are no longer hanging up to any ‘boredom’ but are living rather than just existing.
But be afraid. Be afraid of being afraid. The day you let your knees tremble just because you weren’t brave enough to question any happening or do your work – be it for the first time or ‘n’th time, you are no longing living the game.
You have got to stop letting things upset you which would not matter 2 years from now.
Start. Start with anything but start.
You see. It matters. Don’t give a damn if the start was an ace or went out of pace. But, start. With anything!
Start a conversation with the stranger in the train sitting right besides you who is reading a book.
Start dancing with no music on.
Start decorating your wall.
Start learning what you want to.
Start working on what you are dreaming to have tomorrow.
Start being to just ‘be’
Your life will throw things at you. Take initiative to take some efforts or a lots of efforts.
I don’t want to rant here about how important is.
You already do know that, atleast somewhere in the back of your mind.
So this post is a reminder.
To give it a chance. To let it happen. To make a change. To bring a change.
To let go the doubts you hold in your mind and for once, just for once make a move.
Just a step and I promise the rest will follow.
And if you fall down after getting up, don’t stay down.
Or else, sit back regretting to never stand up.
Jump higher instead.
And more importantly, do not cry or complain if you don’t have resources to start with.
Because there is ALWAYS a way out.
Find a temporary substitute, but Start.

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– KinjalParekh ❤👑

Bully

Moved by this poem of your’s!
Read this, everybody!!

three thousand worlds

Ignorant to the sunrise and the flower’s bloom,
As the world around you sinks in gloom,
You tremble before you enter hell’s gates,
Camouflaged in white painted walls;
where mockery & hatred plagued the tainted halls.
Surviving school is tough when you aren’t cool,
get pushed & thrown around like a fool.

Your self-esteem is crushed, confidence destroyed,
You cried and cried while the people enjoyed,
Tried to fight back but you were too weak,
Battered and scared, all hope is bleak.

Shunned out, running about,
how do you find someone to confide in,
when you can’t even find a corner to hide in?
Hide your tears but in vain,
consider throwing yourself in front of a train.

Years later, school’s over,
but in your mind you’re still a loser.
The battle is far from over, infact it just started,
this time, not with the bullies, but yourself.
You’ve become…

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A Sightless Love.

“The first time I met my love, I was stunned by the beauty she possesed. It was like my entire world was at a stake. I can never be enough thankful for that day of my life. Well, this is odd, but how was the day when you first met your love?” Asked the man with sights.

The sightless man smiled at his innocence, saying,
“The day I first saw her, I still remember how there was darkness inside my eyes just like all the times before.
But, something colourful I felt in my heart when that very first time I took her scent inside me.
That day, it was a wrap. My heart was fluttering when we shook our hands and introduced ourselves. My brain was caught up in a strom and saved by her in grace.
My heart was enough to save her blissfulness inside my soul.
I still crave to see my love. I still crave to see my family. But I am thankful for having able to see her by my soul’s eye.”

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– KinjalParekh ❤👑

Can you do me a favour?

To ‘who-so-ever‘ is reading this,

May be we don’t know each other. May be, we know.
But let me tell you, you are a very blissful soul and can definately do wonders. ❤
I trust your capability. Forgive people and keep moving towards your goal.
Sending infinite love and healing through this message.
StayBlessed 🙂
💫
And, Can you do me a favour?
Please smile?
💕
Perfect! Now, please do not let go that smile, it suits you! ❤

– KinjalParekh. ❤👑

(Instagram – kinjalparekh98)

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❤💫

N I N E T E E N. ❤

Rajkot, Gujrat.
A colorful city,
Where every soul lives in harmony.
Back to daddy’s home town,
Mumbai,
Where people’s life was no wonder
on the rush mode.

A month old,
Too little to understand a word or speak,
Her daddy says,
She used to cry everytime
If they failed to make her twirl.

2 years passed,
A baby brother was born.
No doubt he was cuter than her
And there is no one else to blame either.

3 years old,
Her first day in KinderGarden,
Her mommy said,
Her pony was like a fountain.
Been in the same school till her 10th grade,
No wonder,
Every grade has a tale,
That will always stay,
A trace of her will always be there.

Somewhere at the age of 7,
her brother was now 5,
He was learning to ride a 4 wheeled bicycle,
While she blew away in her 2 wheel bicycle,
All by herself, with pride.

She is 9 now.
She couldn’t understand the concept of one life,
Learning what the teacher says,
Unaware of the blame games.

12 year old.
She is stumbling in her pursue of grace,
Hunting patience, with avengeance.
She stands out looking up smiling
She thought God was taking her photographs.

15 year old,
Where she understands now,
What she know is true,
But might be incomplete.
When she stays inside, writing,
All she could think was about
How she should be outside, living.

She turned 16 next year,
Her college has already begun.
Fighting new odds and few demons,
But having a poetry,
To always fuel her silence.

Helping someone heal,
Helping someone fall in love,
And believing in all her dreams
To reach the peak.

17 years old,
She gave her most of the time
Wandering if she could be somewhere else,
So this is when she learned to frame the word –
THANKYOU
With the first thing in her breath, every morning;
And last breath, each night;
So when her very last breath comes,
Atleast, she’ll know she was greatful for…
For all the places she was so sure she was not supposed to be,
All the places she made it to,
All the hurts she held,
All the words she wrote.

She is finally 18 now.
Yet the same old tiny girl,
Who people still confuses with 8 year old.
She kissed a bliss this year.
And learned new things.
Striving to be successful,
Spreading smiles became her routine.
Kissed away the pain, thanking it to stop by,
For few things are always worth to have by.

Today. She is 19.
But again, people will still be confused with her to be the nine year old.

Camera snapping,
Eyelids flapping,
Darkest dark,
And the brightest bright.

She still refrains to act her age,
Because the child in her
Is the best part what people craves.

Having big dreams in her small eyes,
Talking with stars and the moon
And still searching for nothing
In the wide void room.

She might be reciting some old poetry rn,
Because it tells her,
Where she was exactly at that moment
And the place she tried to navigate.

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– KinjalParekh. ❤👑

Breaking the shackles. 💙

How can we bring a better world around of forgiveness and love, if we cannot even forgive ourselves or hold grudges to those who have wronged us?
If God himself forgave us long back, who are we to hold onto guilts and hurts?
But then, is forgiving enough?
Shouldn’t we even break off the ‘invisible wall’ that we build in the process.
The walls may stop people to enter ‘your zone’ but it also restricts you to move out of ‘your zone’. 
Tell me, how will you experience the shift, the change, the magic and the miracle if you do not let yourself move out of your zone?
Every being is made up of Love. There is no point holding on to grudges. 
Tell me, will you be fine to go to that very person’s funeral who wronged you along with those grudges in your heart? You could lie to me, but not to your inner self. Do justice to that inner self.
There is always some good in bad and some bad in good. Accept it and choose to react with Love. The purest and the greatest feeling.

You never know what good you might be missing by carrying the weight of being deceived inside you.
Break that wall and see youself exploding with a white light of love to all beings around you and inside you. Take a moment and feel how light and healed you feel when you consciously let the wall break and shine with Love

Don’t let someone else’s mistake be the reason you abandon the one who are genuine. Don’t let your guilt/regret be the reason for you not taking new chances. Don’t let the person who wronged you be the reason that ‘your wall’ stops the right one out which in turn could be wrong on your part. 
Don’t make the wall tradition stay. Throw your heart above the bar and watch your body flow.
Stop blocking people from entering your life. There is a difference in building a wall and being careful. Be careful but don’t be carried away. 
Chance is just a small term to ask for. And love, Love is a real huge term, rather a feeling which we say it out casually. Feel that huge thing with a heart of a child in you and don’t let the adult in you block it. 
Just let it go and the rest will follow. Trust me! 
It is easy.

– Kinjal Parekh. ❤👑

Finding the Answer. ✡

​In the infinity of life where We are, 
Let us take a moment and feel the energy of Love within us. 
Let us be aware about how somehow we all are the same being. One.
Let us take a moment and realise how far we have reached.
Let us take a moment to thank Our Intuitions, Our Universe and Our Faith who kept us going and feel this Vibrations of Love and Gratitude.
They somehow already know where we belong to.

We all are worth everything. 
Our soul is an ocean full of love. Follow it’s tide.
With your spirit, not even the stars are your limit. 
Glow with love and see how enlightened you feel.
For there are layers in all beings. And it is we who decides what to give.
As always, it is all in Your Heart
For it is a bridge from Our real world to Our invisible world. You see what you carry in Your heart.

We are here to make a difference. So let’s live Love in the most magnificent way it has ever been and beyond. ❤

For it is the purest energy in the Universe! ❤
Love is the answer. ♾
Keep you inner child alive and believe the Magic of Love.
I Love You with the purest heart and feelings. StayBlessed. ❤

– Kinjal Parekh. ❤👑

It isn’t really The End. ❤

It is not the ending that will haunt you,
But, the space where it may lie.
The things that simply faded without one final wave of goodbye.
Forgetting things you were sure you knew.
Or the books with torn out pages.
Or a question with no answer.
Forever in the corners
of our consciousness, they sit.
But, may be,
What if,
Those spaces are bliss for the moments.
May be those unsaid goodbyes are the proof that
It isn’t really the end.
May be, forgetting is the proof that
the room of faith, hope and magic is powerful enough to let a miracle happen.
May be the torn pages were just pages of the wrong books.
Cause darling,
You make Your World and We all are eventually One.
Happiness, love, gratitude are forever
and hard times just a temporary discomforts.
May be,
The un-answered question is the actual answer, that,
It isn’t really the end. 💕☄

– Kinjal Parekh.❤👑

BlissfulBonds. ❤

​(A beautiful peice by my friend Adish sharing his words on how few BlissfulBonds changed his life for good)

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Does time really matter in a friendship?


Well, the answer can go both ways.
On one hand you can just click with someone and in a matter of time you have a friend that can last a lifetime.

On the other hand, it takes time, for example 18 months, to create a friendship from scratch, form a bond with someone, understand someone and get attached to someone so much that a little change in their mood can just fuck things up for you.

A friend for lifetime. It is an easy thing to say as much as it is difficult to maintain. You can have 50 friends in one year, but the real task is to maintain that one or two friends that stays for 50 years. 
When you really click with someone you feel like they’ll stay forever. That the person will stay with you in your high and your lows no matter what will happen. 

And that’s when the difficult part starts. Your expectations begin to crumble when you see that the person can change, that the bond you share changes and suddenly things don’t seem so bright. The change sometime is so sudden that you cannot just adjust to it and the relationship can get scarred easily. 

There’s a fine line between a friend and a best friend. That line is the thing that matters. It’s like this, you can do whatever you want for a person but it is impossible to create a bond with someone. But sometimes the other person has other expectations from friends and it doesn’t really matter whatever you do for them.

But, a big fat but, what a miracle it is when you really click with someone in reality and all the expectations you have from a friend are just satisfied. What a feeling that is to know that you always have someone to get you back on your feet when you’ve fallen down hard. It seems just suddenly you have someone who is ready to listen to all your problems and help you through it. 

With such person, infinity is the limit. You just cannot resist yourself from sharing all the little information about you, your life. You are just fearless to share anything without being judged. They can help you to bring out the real you. And that real you really helps to strengthen the bond with the person. Play pretend can help you make friends but are those friends for lifetime? No, they are not.

While there are some friends that just stay with you, demands nothing, expects nothing and just give away all the help you need without any needs. One has not realised true friendship until he has shared something very deep with someone that you cannot share with your best friend too. You know who you are. 
These kind of friends are a Blessing. They are God send. Because they will stay with you in toughest of the situations. And will support you no matter what. 

The key factor here is to let such friendships grow and never let them go. To strengthen the friendship as much as possible with such people as they are the people who will stay with you for lifetime. And how to do that?

Appreciate every little thing they do for you. You may think it is a little thing but you may never know what it matters to someone. Appreciate the bond, the understanding. Don’t ever breach the trust that you’ve formed. For such friendships grow on the basis of this trust. A blind trust that people have docked on you. You’ve just got to believe in them, support them in tough times and celebrate with them in the best times.

(Dedicated to those two person in my life who has changed me for good. And changed my life for better. Who is my light in a dark road called friendship. Please never let me go)

-Adish Tolia. ❤

Language of The Universe. ☄

​Love is always reachable, always obtainable and always accessible for us to encompass.  
In the core of our being, we are Love in it’s purest essence.
When you love others unconditionally, you are truly loving yourself.
When you serve others unconditionally, you are actually serving yourself.
When you love others unconditionally, you are ultimately serving yourself.
This is because, You and Me and everyone out there in this Universe around us – are One.
There is no act of Love that you can deliver in Your Universe and not reciprocate back into your existence.
Trust me, the vibrations are such strong.
Forgive the part of you if you are holding onto something with all your heart. 
You need to act in the frequency you desire to change your circumstances.
“Love is blind.” It can get lost sometimes. But True Love? Can be out of sight but not out of mind.
Pray that we all experience that feeling atleast once in a lifetime.
This love is the essence of who we truly are. Think with love, act with it, communicate with love… that’s exactly when you are in alignment with your true self.
We are all extension of love. 
It has such magical powers.
It is the language of The Universe.
In essence, you contain entire creative of cosmos. Surrender and embrace. ❤


– Kinjal Parekh. ❤👑

A ray of Hope. 💌

Lying on the bed like an object,
An object but yet alive.
Alive but lost.
Lost yet having hopes.
Hopes… but full of fear.
“Fear?”
Fear to not get what belongs to me.
“Belongs to me?”
Yes.
“Sure?”
Definately 🙂
Sometimes, rather all the time, you need to listen to your heart…your inner voice. And that’s all I promise to do henceforth.

– Kinjal Parekh. 👑❤

Let’s find ‘Peace’ around us.

Ever happened to notice a small child playing? Trying to walk from a crawl? Smiling their magical, healing smile? I felt innocence through her.

I felt pure peace and joy, stopped wondering. Blank, seconds and seconds of contemplation. I could sink in her eyes, her looks, her gestures.

The Universe is in your bones and The Stars in your soul; it’s never really the end. Feel this Peacethrough this innocent soul. You’ll be drawn to your bubbling, peaceful days. ❤👑

– Kinjal Parekh 👑

*wonderings* 💝

“You never talk about your regrets. Don’t you have any?” he questioned having a confusing look.

“I guess, but I don’t like to call them regrets. I refer them as ‘Wonderings‘.” she answered his confused mind.

“Wonderings?” asked with a bewildered  look on his face.

“Because I always wonder what would have happened if things had played out differently. But to name my past decisions ‘mistakes’ or ‘regrets’ seems foolish.
If I choose something, it might have been the right choice at that time. We never purposely make mistakes, we only call them in hindsight.” she answered him with a smile.

– Kinjal Parekh 👑

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Monday. ❤

I know most of us hate Monday cause we gotto start a whole new week with the same old things. I know it sucks, but then…may be someone might have had their first kiss today. Someone might have found out that are officially ‘Cancer Free’ today. Someone might have finally finished their debut novel today. Someone might be living one of their best moment today. Lots and lots of interesting things might be happening today! Lets smile for them. It costs nothing, infact adds on your beauty. ❤
It’s gonna be a beautiful day to you too. 💝

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– Kinjal Parekh 👑

You can’t keep on feeling the way you do.

We all have hurt someone tremendously, whether by intension or accident.
We all love someone tremendously, whether by intent or accident.
It is an intrinsic trait and a deep responsibility, to be an organ or a blade.
But learning to forgive yourselves and others because we haven’t chosen it wisely is what makes us most human. We make horrible mistakes. That’s how we learn. We break love. That’s how we learn. And, it is inevitable.

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