Gratitude Post!

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Hello Guys! Yes, a year back I joined WordPress and today is my one-year anniversary!
And this post is just an effort to make you readers know my gratitude towards you all.

We’re in tough times right now and these tiny moments of hope and joy somehow provide us strength and something to be grateful for. In this whole universe of bleak misfortunes and pain, I live in a small world, and I’m lucky to be blessed, healthy and breathing in that fraction of the universe. I’m grateful to you all, and even though there are a million things I can be morose about, these simple and small moments like just listening to the sounds of the rain, simply sitting together with my family, having this notification of a one-year achievement, make me feel happy in their own special way. And I’m sorry if I don’t say it often but thank you so much for being a constant support and reading whatever I post on this blog. I am very grateful to have you as my reader and without you I’m nothing. Thank you for all your suggestions, appreciations and the thoughts you’ve presented in the comment sections, I deeply value them. Thank you for your beautiful kindness 🙂

And today, that’s what I want to write a little about. Gratitude. The tiny speck of light which can make you feel so much better and bring you hope. If we think about it, there’s always a cliche ‘bright side’ to everything. When we get through pain, it makes us stronger individuals. And if we try to hold on to a positive approach towards negative things, we can be grateful and find a way to draw hope. This doesn’t mean being positive about a negative thing, it only means to have an approach towards the negativity which is positive. If you’re feeling any negativity, pain or emptiness, having a positive approach means accepting that pain and not being in denial of it or refusing to feel the pain.

Having a positive approach means allowing yourself to feel the pain as you know it’s only going to make you stronger.

And it is our ability to have a positive approach towards the negative things in life which defines our strength and hence the ability to be grateful.

I do not intend to be insensitive or hurt anyone by my words because there will be times when we cannot be grateful and that is completely okay. There will be times we end up being so deeply buried inside the pain it starts to feel you’re within your own grave stuck in bleak madness without any ray of hope. I won’t say I know how it feels because I truly cannot. But I understand, and what I do know that it is okay and you will get through it and you deserve to see the light because you have so much of strength within you and you will get through this battle. Do not give up.

I will end this post now but before I do, I want to know, from all you readers what are you grateful for. What moments have brought you joy in your little world? And has practicing gratitude helped you during times when you felt low? I wanna know your story and I hope you share it.

Thank you so much for reading! I hope you’re blessed and safe.


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@theniharikadiaries

That World

I wanted to write a poem about hope,
To conjure brightness and mirror them in my words,
To imbibe a optimistic energy in your soul.
So I hoped for hope,
But I could not have hope
and/or hope,
I too don’t know.

I wrote down ideas,
Pondered on poetic forms and devices,
I am told
Use ‘sun’ for happiness,
‘Breeze’ for peace,
Blooming vibrant flower beds,
For growth and positivity.

And I tried,
But words deemed me to be doomed again,
What will I write today?
I thought to myself,
As the ceiling fan stirred the abandoned dust,
What passionate flame shall ignite,
The pulchritude in my words?

And then it hit me and I realized,
I was writing with a blindfold on my soul,
There will be days when I struggle,
But isn’t it the struggle that makes us listen,
What our soul has been trying to say all this while?

Why was I waiting for the words to strike me?
I don’t want to do that.
I do not want the words to find me,
For then I’ll miss out on the joy of the struggle,
After all,
What’s the fun of hide and seek when you’re the one waiting to be found?

And I want to trip over surging waters,
And drown in the endless sky,
I want to question my so-called comfort zone,
And break the norms of imagination.

I want to freely explore the galaxies beyond,
And pluck broken stars to drip them in honey,
And brew rhapsodic stardust.
I want to break the barriers of my mind,
So that I can see the depth of my soul.
I want to capture the fragrance of the first rains,
And store it in a perfume bottle like century-old wine,

Which will be my getaway,
When my soul seeks tranquil air again.
My own personal drug to remind me of satisfaction,
When life overwhelms me with its clever deceits,
And leaves my lungs dried and desiccated.
And I’ll be drained of purpose.

I will inhale the alcoholic bliss then,
And remember how true peace felt like. 
And as the petrichor slowly takes over my body,
Maybe I’ll write a verse or two,
And escape into that world with you.


Thank you for reading!
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I hope you’re all well and safe 🙂