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  • apurvascribbles 19h

    Believe me when I say I am sorry,

    But don't misunderstand that as an invitation,
    to come and ruin the remaining pieces of the
    soul you mistook to be in every possible way.
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  • apurvascribbles 3d

    Sometimes I struggle to make a decision,
    whether to wake up or sleep a bit more.
    whether to make the healthy choice or just gorge on junk.
    whether to chase the daydreams or go about just the usual,
    whether to go with my intuition or logical thinking
    the logical thinking, suggests after meticulous calculations,
    deliberate judgement ,
    most of the times affected by the peers, society and all of the world.
    the intuition many a times knows about the unknown
    it is hardly affected by the world,
    it somehow knows how my heart will eventually end up coming back.
    it knows that even if I do choose the logical side of things at times, they don't take me far,
    and they always end up taking me back to my heart.

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  • apurvascribbles 1w

    Every year as the women's day approaches, empowerment promises and hopes are thrown around.
    But do we really, really follow any of them through?

    When asked for a sanitary napkins at the medical, the executive hardly cares about your plight, all they do sense is a shame and want to complete the task in quickest time possible.

    When asked for equal pay for the same work, the women's card is so conveniently thrown at us, where's the empowerment that was promised?

    When asked for something as basic as equal opportunity for quality education the "girls are meant to be homemakers" is the only shoutout we get to know.

    When asked for taking up something we really love and aspire to be, the cliché of "how will a girl be able to do it?" is all we get.

    Yet even after facing all these age-old, orthodox sentiments, girls & women have aced every possible field that was either not meant for them, or was out of their way.

    But even so, why do families when looking for a bridegroom look for a girl who is well educated, works yet, has to take up the entire responsibility of the household work and of the taking care of the family?
    Isn't it's a basic understanding to share all the responsibilities ?

    And so will it be.
    Even this year as the Women's day will approach, some girl somewhere, will still have to face these basic prejudices & be solely at the mercy of the orthodox society ....


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    @odysseus @hharshitha @mithoo @soulfulstirrings

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    Every year as the women's day approaches, empowerment promises and hopes are thrown around.
    But do we really, really follow any of them through?
    ©apurvascribbles

  • apurvascribbles 1w

    The notes of your language flow through every little thing in the world.
    the crashing of the waves,
    the hustling to the leaves,
    the chirping of the birds,
    the mellow distant temple bells,
    the melodious prayers that get recitals,
    every morning...
    If I were ever to understand the cause of you it would be in vain.
    If I were to find the reason why everyone enjoys you so much, the days won't be enough to write them.
    If I were to ever find our how many people you have helped, everyone would raise their hands.
    The morning begins with you as the alarm tone,
    and ends with the rhythm of my heart beating to the dance of life.
    Everyday would feel amiss, confused and out of the ordinary without you.
    Because as the sun never fails to rise, you never fail to make our hearts dance to your melody.
    ©apurvascribbles

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    Ode to music

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  • apurvascribbles 1w

    If fiction holds a bit of reality from someone's life,
    if the myth can be given scientific evidence,

    if the age old facts change as the time evolves,
    if the time be belive to be true is just an illusion,
    &
    if the universe is always expanding
    then, the moment you have finished reading this piece,

    Fiction can very well be reality here, can't it?
    For you are in a different place in the universe now.

    the myths you disregard can very well be true in this space.
    the age old facts are not facts anymore.
    and
    time can very well be an illusion.

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  • apurvascribbles 1w

    Somewhere
    where there will be sunshine
    which heals this broken heart.
    where there will be no cages to tame anyone.
    where good prevails over the bad.
    where the pandora's box is still closed and forbidden....
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  • apurvascribbles 1w

    A grateful heart will always have things to be grateful for.
    A pessimist heart will always have things to cry and complain about.
    And
    The difference between the two is how you condition your thoughts with each word you say to your own self ....
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  • apurvascribbles 1w

    / Every moment counts up to make a life named "US". /

    It's in the little thing that show that you care.
    From the very first thing as simple as waking up first to answer the door to take the newspaper. Letting me sleep a little while longer.
    Taking the efforts to get the breakfast ready along with the coffee as I like it.
    Encouraging him to choose their heart and his own choices over every thing else. Giving him the space when he's really exhausted and just want to be alone for sometime.
    To being there to pick up each part of eachother that might get bruised at the edges due to the careless handling of the cruel world. To helping eachother to build empires that they are really into and have put their heart and soul into... It's
    From the every first smile when you wake up to the last smile when we say goodbye.
    Every moment counts up to make a life name "Us".
    ©apurvascribbles

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    Every moment counts up to make a life named "Us".
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  • apurvascribbles 2w

    You might be totally frustrated or head over heels,
    In love or just out of love.
    This day will hold some special memories for you
    Whether it's about to be made,
    or you are nostalgic about the time spent.
    The chocolates, the roses, the greeting cards
    fill the markets and I wonder if it's really worth it?
    Is this enough for the love that we share,
    and then go back to square one the very next day.
    If you treat the person you love,
    not just the significant other,
    also your parents, friends, near and dear ones,
    how you wish to be treated,
    it would be valentine's day everyday ....
    the sun would shine more brighter
    the birds would sing a sweet melody
    and the world would be a better place.


    Let's try and sprinkle kindness over every person we meet???
    Have a lovely Valentine's day you all!!!

    #mirakee #writersnetwork #pod #ceereposts #varsharock #julietscorner @odysseus @hharshitha @day_dreamz @soulfulstirrings

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    You might be totally frustrated or head over heels,
    In love or just out of love.
    This day will hold some special memories for you
    Whether it's about to be made,
    or you are nostalgic about the time spent.
    ©apurvascribbles

  • apurvascribbles 2w

    The pain in my eyes,
    the tired, exhasuted look...
    it was like I was done with this life.

    It took a long time,
    to realise,
    it's not all roses and vanilla skies,
    it's crying on the bedroom floor,
    till the pain is gone and you don't want to cry no more...
    it's realising you are not your past,
    it's choosing your happiness,
    your joy,
    your heart,
    over everything else.

    Now when I look back at,
    my reflection in the mirror,
    the twinkle in my eyes,
    the excited, happy look...
    it is like I want to love this life.
    ©apurvascribbles