IN DILLEMMA WITH , "NO"

"NO", too easy to write yet too difficult to say. There are so many problems in our lives and one of them is the dillemma of saying NO.  It is just a word but powerful enough to pressurise yourself and might set your heart free once you say it. 

We are social animal and we care for each other because of the group we belong to.  We cannot just say NO and move on because that will carry a burden of guilt. This is given to us as a child and we carry it in adulthood. "NO" makes us feel negativity because we don't want to be left out from our group. We theoratically conclude the practical outcome before expressing the desire to say NO.

What if you can say , NO, even for a day? What if you can say NO and propose your desire to the opposite? 

I KNOW FEW WOMEN

Whenever I thought of writing about women, I failed to attempt. There is no adjective which fits equivalent to women. After lots of struggling with myself, I came to conclusion that I should write about few women I met.

That would be easy for trying in writing about women. 

I know few women and they are amazing in their own way.

Some are like an open book. They know what they want and does work with great enthusiasm.Their path was made with dreams which turned into vision and than reality. They walked farther to check what was beyond. 

Some are reserved. They too know what they want. They sewed their path with their priorities. It is their privilege to walk through the way they choosed. 

Man and woman compliment each other in grand circle of life and evolution.In perspective of men, they find women to be difficult to understand. 

Would it passionately interest you if our universe is too easy to understand?  🤷‍♀️

Thank you for reading. ❤

SAID WITHOUT SPEAKING

Loved me or loved me not,

To see those glittering eyes, 

I used to go through that road, 

Where I left my heart like a rolling dice,

In hope of a small talk, 

I smiled back like a stupid, 

May be it was better to just stalk, 

Although I felt around me cupid. 

Not a single day went without seeing, 

But never ever got a chance to speak, 

There were sunny days and so was raining, 

There was love to express which was at its peak. 

Was I too young to speak out my heart? 

In any way it was meant to start, 

Those glittering eyes finally were at me staring, 

Seemed like I said without speaking.

You know what happened after this

Some moments cannot be described or told , they are lived.

Had you lived your's? 🦋

Don't forget to give answer and a feedback. 🦋🦋

Thank you for reading.