Her heart began to thud violently. Making her choke with the pain. She tried hard to quieten her heart but the emotions that swirled within made it worse. She wanted to stop it and wished her heartbeat normal again as it had always been. But something against hammered and made it beat rapid heartbeat to count the beats but then her hands trembled. With it her heart ached and the body went numb. The continuous thud dried her throat making her lips quiver. She put her head down on the table and tried to fight the emotions by pushing back all the thoughts that had encroached her mind. But all in vain. Helpless,as she stared at the blank space on the table she felt her eyes burn andbrim. She then touched them with her trembling fingers but they wereutterly dry.Then dawned the thought in her that she should get up and put her mind on something: read a book or look at the beautiful sky or just talk to her friend all which had always endeared her heart.
But today,her heart had grown wild. It remained untamed. It had just stopped listening to her; went on with its rapid beats. Why? She wondered. What had happened to her? All of a sudden! A moment ago she was all in her sense; normal, cool and sane. Smiled, laughed and talked. But now, she was unable to do that anymore. “Oh my god, how will I live if my heart doesn’t quieten? Am I to live my life in such trepidity?” But the continuous thud made her breathing incongruous. She gasped as her face flushed. Her fingers quivered and the warm blood in her veins congealed. Never had she felt thus before. Until he said that word. It just came as a bombshell and exploded all the emotions within her making her swoon and splurge. Pain that emerged made her dizzy but along with it brought a feeling that made her go ecstatic too. Yes, the ecstasy that made her feel float in the ninth cloud. The moth in her heart fluttered and she swooned. Slowly her heart calmed down and a feeling emerged. A feeling that she always endeared and wished for. But had never experienced. Today, as she felt it she realised the purpose of her life. Life that beckoned her to newer possibilities, that which was mixed with joy and pain. The joy that intoxicated and the pain that healed other wounds. She allowed herself to get drenched with its cool streaks as it mingled in her veins. Her blood warmed up again and she sang, danced as the divine feeling touched her soul and left her mesmerised.
Yes, she had fallen in love, she realised. Love, that which is magical and cherished by all.
The treacherous waters of existence hail in their stride,As the beauty of sailing against the winds uproars in its ride.Benevolence in its yonder stirs the mirth of the true,Navigating the turbulent waves, death and I had a rendezvous.
I sought the beauty of the light that was unseen,In the depths of my muse, I found my world within.Life in its flair, trudged me into the emblems of the dark,The dreams that perspired in the seed embraced their death,As it was time for a new quest to embark.
Quaint whispers that echoed in their gallant stance,The jeers that surmounted the uncertainty galloped in their dance.Silencing the wind, bestriding the fall,I plunged into the entirety of my endeavours that call
Love is the purest emotion one feels towards themselves and another individual. While the expression of love can vary in its entirety from one person to another, the care we hold for the ones we love shares an undeniable impact on how we forge our perceptions of interpersonal relationships. The way we communicate our feelings to someone also says a lot about how we are wired, the method of conveying our affection to our beloved ones is called a love language. You may express affection to the one you love regularly, but do you take the time to ensure that you are communicating it in the way that the other person prefers? Even love can become lost in translation when two individuals speak different love languages.
Ever acquainted with the phrase that the world that you exist in, the life that you embody dwells in the perception of the stance you hold for yourself. The beauty and the tragedy of life is that it is as beautiful as the optimistic lens of perception and as ugly as the pessimistic view of your being.
The strive of our endeavours and the constant effort to achieve the next massive milestone often drive us to the edges of insanity, to be in the consistent light of greatness we lose sight of the great strings of joy that bind our existence together. To be the best we have ever been we must be mindful of the best we are. Coinciding in the traps of negativity and yet claiming to be the best version of yourself is a blinding truth that lies to only
I breathe in the sauntering air that collapses my being,I breathe through the crevices of my existence unseen.Uncertainty in its yonder strikes in bolt on the scars that nobody sees,Redemption that loves, redemption that is free, find me in the depths of my poetry.
Tales of lust ridden in smeared touches that belie,Entreated with envy, the visions of victory lie.To be or not to be in a question that yet lies,For I yearn for a world where fond passion never dies.
Enclasped in the cage of the deemed duty,Bounded in her vows, she forgot she was a thing of beauty.In a realm we live, where amour in its truth fails to stand tall,She, tired of her existence, submerges herself into the beauty that her dreams enthrall.
Conflict is a natural element of any dynamic whether it is personal or professional and knowing how to deal with it becomes an essential in any aspect of life. Conflicts in the workplace can arise for matters as trivial as difference in personal beliefs to matters such as project completions, working styles, deadlines, project goals and different outlooks towards work. For the sake of development and productivity, these disputes must be settled quickly and professionally. Understanding how conflicts arise and how to resolve them can help managers advance in their careers. We’ll go over what conflicts are, their different kinds, and the typical reasons why team members argue in this edition of The Wellness Digest.
Being aware of the wounds of your childhood allows you to gain an understanding of yourself, including your emotions, behaviours, and thought patterns. Awareness is the first step towards healing, and acknowledging past wounds empowers you to address and work through emotional pain.
1. Wound of rejection
Childhood Impact: As a child, I felt like no one accepted me for who I was.
Adult Protection Strategy: Now, if someone or something makes me feel rejected, I tend to run away. I hide, isolate myself, and avoid everyone, even those who care about me. It’s like I believe everyone rejects me, and I don’t fit in.
The journey of life often strikes us with a monotonous tone of finding chaos and distress in the mundanity of our daily lives. Not achieving what we set our mind to and being stuck in a downward spiral of self-doubt and self-pity is often a sign that something in our life is not going the right way. We need to take a step back and reevaluate the present situation we are in. Here are some concrete steps that you can follow to embrace change and become a better version of yourself.
1) Swot analysis –
One of the most important steps to understanding yourself is to assess your present situation and draw out the areas of your strengths,
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