Hello Everyone,

Over the course of my life, I’ve embraced a number of different hobbies: Cricket, tennis, Badminton, listening Music, playing Guitar and just to name a few. But none of them have changed my life or brought me as much satisfaction as writing something and the other. Writing on Life, challenges in life, Love, Betrayed, Hurts, Romance, Death, Shayaris, Songs and so on. In almost too many ways to count, it has changed me and the way I live my life.

Few points why I have started with my blog (Even If I am Not a Writer):-

  • To become a better writer.
  • It helps to learn new things.
  • It create challenges in me.
  • To become a better thinker.
  • To live a more intentional life.
  • To develop an eye for meaningful things.
  • To live a healthier life habits.
  • To meet new people.
  • To inspire others.
  • To become more comfortable being known.
  • To serve as a personal journal.
  • To become more confident.
  • To find a platform to recommend.
  • To develop Positive thinking.

Hope you all are ready to read all my upcoming blogs on the regular basis or whenever I post the new blog. 

Regards,

Dikshit

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Why have You Stopped Texting Me!!!

 I don’t understand why you stopped texting me. I guess you felt differently about me than I felt about you, but I have trouble believing that when our connection felt so strong.

When we used to text, the conversations would last for hours.

You seemed like you had genuine feelings for me. You would compliment me. You would tell me that you missed me. You would make me feel like I mattered.

Now that you’re out of my world, I can’t seem to find closure. I can’t stop myself from questioning what went wrong between us.

We never had any arguments. I never did anything to push you away. At least, I don’t think I did.

Maybe I came on too strong and scared you away. Or maybe I didn’t make my feelings obvious enough and you assumed that I wasn’t interested.

I can’t tell why you stopped texting me, because it happened out of the blue.

One day, everything was fine. The next day, you were gone.

I keep rereading through our old conversations to figure out whether I said something offensive. Whether there was hidden tension I failed to notice at the time. But I can’t find any red flags. Our last conversation wasn’t any different than our usual conversations.

I don’t understand why you stopped texting me, because we got along so well.  At the very least, I thought we were friends. I thought you considered me someone you could trust, someone you wanted to keep in your world.

 I don’t understand why you stopped texting me, because I didn’t do anything wrong. I treated you well. I never called you out when you took to long to answer me back. I never suffocated you with too many double texts. I respected your boundaries.

 As much as it kills me to admit it, you aren’t texting me because you don’t like me the way I like you. I realize that now. I just don’t understand why.

 I don’t understand why you stopped texting me, but I am going to accept it. I’m not going to fight against it. I’m not going to beg you to be in my life. 

*Letting go*

Superb Message! ! !

When somebody told me that he has failed in his exams, my question is, “Is it a law that you will pass every time?”

When someone told me that her boyfriend broke up with her, my question is, “Is it a rule that you will have successful relationships everywhere?”

When somebody asked me why am I in depression, my question is, “Is it compulsory to have confidence all the time?”

When someone cried to me about his huge business loss due to his wrong decision, my question is, “Is it possible that you take all right decisions?”

The fact is our expectation that life has to be perfect/permanent is the biggest reason of our unhappiness.

One has to understand the law of impermanence of nature.

After each sunny day, there has to be a dark night, after each birth there have to be certain deaths, for the full moon to come again it has to pass through no moon. In this imperfection of nature, there is perfection.

So stop taking your failures and bad part of your life soooo personally or intensely, even God does not like to give you pain but its the cycle through which you have to pass. Prepare yourself for one more fight after each fall because even failures cannot be permanent! ! !

Enjoy life. . .

Your breath comes to go.

Your thoughts come to go.

Your words come to go.

Your actions come to go.

Your feelings come to go.

Your illnesses come to go.

Your phases come to go.

Your seasons come to go.

You have come to go.

Then why do you hold on to your guilt, anger, unforgiveness, hatred

so so so tightly,

when it too has come to go. . .

Let it go. .

Pyaar Aur Dhoka

Baat Chali Teri Ankho Se, Ja Pahuchi Paimaney Tak…
Kheech Rahi Hai Teri Ulfat Ab Mujhe Maikhaney Tak…

Pyar Ki Baatein, Ishq Ki Baatein, Duniya Wale Karte Hai…
Sabne Shama Ka Gum Dekha, Kaun Pahucha Parwane Tak…

Pyaar Nahi Hai Tumko Mujhse Sirf Bahane Karti Ho…
Yuhi Bahane Kayam Rakhna Tum Mere Mar Jane Tak…

Mere Marne Ke Baad Mere Janaze Me Tum Mat Ana…
Agar Aa Gyi To Rukna Hoga Meri Saansein Ruk Jane Tak…..

Shayari-For-Jaan-In-Hindi

 

 

*Letting go*

When somebody told me that he has failed in his exams, my question is, “Is it a law that you will pass everytime?”

When someone told me that her boyfriend broke up with her, my question is, “Is it a rule that you will have successful relationships everywhere?”

When somebody asked me why am I in depression, my question is, “Is it compulsory to have confidence all the time?”

When someone cried to me about his huge business loss due to his wrong decision, my question is, “Is it possible that you take all right decisions?”

The fact is our expectation that life has to be perfect/permanent is the biggest reason of our unhappiness.

One has to understand the law of impermanence of nature.

After each sunny day, there has to be a dark night, after each birth there have to be certain deaths, for the full moon to come again it has to pass through no moon. In this imperfection of nature, there is perfection.

So stop taking your failures and bad part of your life soooo personally or intensely, even God does not like to give you pain but its the cycle through which you have to pass. Prepare yourself for one more fight after each fall because even failures cannot be permanent! ! !

Enjoy life. . .

Your breath comes to go.

Your thoughts come to go.

Your words come to go.

Your actions come to go.

Your feelings come to go.

Your illnesses come to go.

Your phases come to go.

Your seasons come to go.

You have come to go.

Then why do you hold on to your guilt, anger, unforgiveness, hatred

so so so tightly,

when it too has come to go. . .

Let it go. .

 

Let Me Love You!!!

Let me touch you in all the places that hurt. Let me get to see the story written on you, all over your heart. Let me kiss you. Let me bring your lips back to life. Let us talk no more. Let our lips join in love. Let our lips become familiar, let our tongues sync, one in search of the other.

Let me share your dreams with you, let me get to know your wants and desires. Let me get to know the deepest and darkest side of you. Let me get to know the inner workings of your mind, let me appreciate you. Let me into your world.

Show me your weaknesses, your flaws and your strengths.

Let me guide your heart to love. Let it fill with love and not hatred. Tell me what it is that you like and that which has always been of interest to you. Let’s explore the depths of the world, hand in hand. Let’s get to feel invisible for once in our lives. Take out the bucket list you made way back in college, let’s cross some off the list.

Talk to me, tell me how your day went. I promise I will never be tired of hearing from you. Tell me those jokes that you are always afraid to share. Tell me the not-so-cool jokes; I promise to always laugh. Tell me about your fears, be an open chapter to me.

Let me know you in all the ways you’ve never been known.

I promise that you will forever have the best of me. I promise to always be there whenever the worst hits. I promise to be there whenever you will need me. I promise to love you.

Let our love be untamed, in its truest form.

Walk with me in the light, not in darkness anymore. Let’s not curse when darkness hits, rather let’s light a candle to illuminate our way. Let us not give up on who we could be,  Let our hearts be our flashlights in the darkest of days. Let our hearts be a pillar that will forever remain unshaken. Let our hearts be the protectors of this beautiful connection we have. Let me not lie to you.

What I know is that I will love you till my air is used up in this world. Till that day when the Almighty will deem appropriate for me to go back to Him. I promise to love you and to always protect your heart until the end.

 

Dear God,.Thank You

Thank you for this heart.

For this little muscle beating inside my chest. Thank you for its resilience, for its strength. Thank you for helping it beat, through every Stairmaster workout, through every terrifying scene in a scary movie, through every kiss, through every morning when I was so so tired, and didn’t want to face the world. Thank you for giving me physical strength—to overcome obstacles, to push myself, to never quit. Thank you for my emotional strength—to let people in, to forgive, to share love with others. Sometimes I forget how amazing this muscle is, bringing oxygen to my body, keeping me alive, reminding me that even in my humanness, I am powerful. And helping me to love, and keep on loving. So thank you.

Thank you for my hands.

Hands to touch, to hold, to hug, to cherish. Thank you for the times my parents have held my hands in theirs, for the times I could brush my sister’s hair, or throw a softball, or reach across a quiet space and place a palm on the cheek of a lover. Thank you for the ways my hands have healed, for the ways my hands have learned, for the ways my hands have connected with other hands, and made me see beauty in imperfection.

Thank you for love.

For the capacity to feel, to open, to give. For the ways you have shown me love and given me love from the people around me. Thank you for my family, my friends, my coworkers, for strangers, for lovers. Thank you for the times you have shown my heart what it feels like to be cared for. Thank you for teaching me how to give myself, fully, to others.

Thank you for the pain.

Thank you for all the nights my tears blended with the shower water, the nights I didn’t think I’d get over him or when I felt so misunderstood. Thank you for the days I was afraid of my future, terrified of where I would go to college, or if I would do well on a test, or if my words could actually mean anything. Thank you for the heartbreak, for the tough lessons, for the exhaustion and brokenness. Because I learned I am whole in you.

Thank you for the lonely nights.

The nights I stayed up late, watching headlights dance across my bedroom window or the stars flickering somewhere off in the distance. Thank you for showing me how to heal and how to be on my own. Thank you for building my strength, day by day, even when I felt I was only getting weaker. Thank you for reminding me that emptiness is temporary, and that I can always be filled in with your love.

Thank you for the ones that left.

At the time their leaving felt like a betrayal, and I thought you had turned your back on me. But you were showing me who was temporary, and who was there to stay. You were showing me that I cannot put my faith in sinful people, cannot depend on them for the source of my happiness, but can instead must lean on you. And you won’t leave. Thank you for never leaving, and promising to stay by my side forever.

Thank you for the unanswered prayers.

Because this life is not about receiving what I ask for, not about basing my relationship with you on what I get, not about wishes being granted and having things my way. For your plan is greater than mine will ever be. And every unanswered prayer was a blessing in disguise.

Thank you for being all that I needed.

For listening when I poured my heart out, for guiding me when I lost my footing, for being a source of inspiration and trust, for reminding me that I am yours, forever. And that I am loved. Thank you for staying when the world turned its back. Thank you for reminding me that no matter how harsh this life gets, you will always be here. Thank you for giving your son to die for my sins.

Thank you for forgiveness.

For forgiving me, for helping me learn to forgive, for the way forgiveness heals and saves and lets us begin again with new hope. Thank you for building my heart back to its full strength. Thank you for showing me how beautiful life can be when we let go. Thank you for opportunities, for new beginnings.

Thank you for hope.

**Maut -Mera Dost **

Maut hi ek aesi chis hai duniya mein………

Jo har dum –  har waqt mere saath rehti hai……

mere kareeb rehti hai…

Isliye Maut ko mein hamesha khush rakta hoon…….

 

Jahaan mein jao,  Jidhar bhi jao…..

Jaise bhi jao, jiske saath bhi jao……

Wo kuch parvah kiye bina

har dum –  har waqt mere saath rehti hai……

mere kareeb rehti hai…

 

Is duniya mein

Chahe wo dosti ho, Chahe wo pyaar ho…..

Chahe kabhi na tutne wala rishta ho…….

Ek na ek din yeh sab muje akela chod jayengey……

Lekin maut muje kabhi akela nahi chodegi…..

har dum –  har waqt mere saath rahegi……

mere kareeb rahegi.

Isliye mein Maut ko hamesha khush rakta hoon…….

kyunki agar Maut mujse naaraz ho gayi….

toh khuda ki rehmat se, Meri zindagi bhi mujse naaraz ho jayegi……

Aur agar zindagi mujse naaraz ho gayi, Toh na jeene ka maksat rahega……

Aur na marne ka……

 

Maut mera haath pakad kar leke jayegi…..

Koi kuch nahi kar payega…..

Na muje rok payega, Na koi Maut ko samja payega……

 

Kuch Adhure se sapne, Kuch Adhuri si baatien….

Kuch haseen yaadien, Kuch haseen mulakatein…

Chote chote pal, Haste muskurate chehre……

Sab kuch asehi chod kar chala jayunga……

 

Isliye Maut ko mein hamesha khush rakta hoon…….

Kyunki……..

Maut hi ek aesi chis hai duniya mein………

Jo har dum –  har waqt mere saath rehti hai……

mere kareeb rehti hai…

 

By Dikshit.