Privileged

Some people just don’t know how privileged they are with good health, supporting parents, financial help, and potential. It is indeed true – you value things when you don’t have them. Some people have talent; they don’t know how to work hard. Some people have no talent but they can work hard. Some people have both and they are just sitting and doing nothing.

They are waiting for the “right time”. That’s the funny thing about time it is always right once you know how to use it. Nothing comes easy, one always has to explore and hustle.

So you, who took time to read this, if you are okay, in good health, have a good amount of time and support – Work towards something big. Not everyone is privileged. If you are, be grateful.

You must be thinking why such strong, forcing message? Why do I care?
Well, I am one of those not so privileged people. I want every minute of my day to count, I am passionate about my work, I dream big, I just lack one thing – Good health. I thrive every day to just feel better, I pray to God that hopefully today I will be able to give my hundred percent. I struggle every minute with my health yet I try to work as much possible as my health allows me to. I have big dreams and I do work for them, even though when something big is holding me back every day. So, I value the time I have here in this world, and I do everything to make it meaningful and awesome.


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Lenses

“I see the world through the window of a home,
built with a vision unlike anyone’s.
Through the glass like lenses,
transparent, colourful, or all grey.”

Feeling like I am watching the world from a different lens. Everything is moving with its own pace and everyone is going along like usual, and me, making up some characters out of people, reading poetry in someone’s eyes, feeling pain through words, filling up empty spaces of things I want in my life, living stories while watching people go by me day to day.

What is it that is fixed in my eyes and heart?
What I feel and see, hear and say, are completely weird/new/different!
Nobody gets it, even I don’t sometimes.
And the world moves on,
and I keep playing, seeing, pausing and replaying it all with my made-up lenses.

Rise & Embrace

When the sun rises, it isn’t the same.
It has seen things, people, life unfurling all over the world.
It has seen movements, stillness, storms and calm.
It has seen a lot before rising again with a new insight and light.

When you rise the next day, the new you will be someone who has seen a lot, felt deeply, cried, laughed, worked and stood still. The new you will have something more to reflect from your new perspective, wisdom and new discovered feelings.

Rise with a hope.
Embrace the change.
Lead the new day with acceptance and new found insight into life.

…until next time.

Kinjal Jain

How does an ideal day in your life look like? – A Journal Entry

“Ideal is what comes and what you make of it.”

Dear Diary,
When I think about my ideal day, my thoughts instantly takes a turn towards a non-planned day with few adventures and just enjoying the flow of the day. Yes, there are many things which I wish to do like book reading in a café surrounding colors and plants, hot cup of tea with a pen and notebook near a flowing stream with the music of running water, chirping of birds and whispers of the trees, or maybe walking down the street and doing window shopping, but clubbing them into one ideal day is not my cup of tea.

I guess most of the people have their “ideal” stuff figured out, I did too. But as life unfolded in front of me, I tilted towards more of enjoying what comes my way and grow and glow with it. I think that’s how you are more open to life. Sure I love when my plan works, but I don’t mind spontaneity either. I rather embrace it. I used to get upset a lot in my early 20s when things didn’t go as planned and it kept me cranky most of the time. I released the plan with the blow of my fallen eyelash and wished for a more free and wild life.

So, my ideal day is a blank page of my book waiting to be filled with new things, experiences, people and feelings with different moods throughout the day and peace in the heart when I lay on my bed at night.

…until next time
Kinjal