“Prayer is the song of the heart. It reaches the ear of God even if it is mingled with the cry and the tumult of a thousand men” ~ Khalil Gibran .
Don’t pray for the sake, cause you need to say it. Don’t pray only at ceremonies or at rituals. Don’t pray because you belong to a certain religion.
Few days ago I read, it said when we pray it is not only us reciting it, along with us the angels, the saints and our beloved deceased members also join in. This is the real meaning of how a prayer can be so powerful. It changed my perspective towards how I say it nowadays. .
Let prayer be a part of your life because it not only soothes you but also acts as a soothing balm for the troubled soul. The soul yearns for it. Like you eat food to stay healthy, feed your soul with prayer to feel peaceful. .
There's a commotion about silence...
The silence which I cherished when she tucked her hands in mine.
The silence when she slowly fell asleep clasping my palm under the starry sky.
The silence when she was the muse of my every single creation.
Just like the moon silently relishes in the morning sky. .
Silence had prevailed when I had got the first glimpse of her through my viewfinder..
Silence prevailed when we made love... Silence prevailed even when her heart reverberated with mines...
Silence still prevails now...
Yes, I still listen to the songs you used to send me.
For they each have a story behind them that I am too scared to read and you, too scared to write.
Yes, I still have your playlist to accompany me when we go days without talking to each other.
Maybe just because, like every other living soul, we too are still unaware of the fine line between our ego and our self-respect.
Yes, I still have those screenshots of the lyrics you used to send me.
They lie hidden in a separate folder, just like our desires behind our words.
Maybe one day we'll meet again sitting opposite to each other, with headphones over our ears to calm the hurricane building inside both of us.
Maybe pondering over the song, we will hope to start this journey yet again. ~ayushi
Três caixas de ben-u-ron, duas e três quartos de sinutab, dois vírgula sete litros de soro fisiológico, quatrocentos e três litros de chá de limão gengibre maçã e canela e três centenas e meia de pacotes de lenços mentolados de folha tripla depois volto a ter paladar. Desculpem mas não consegui revelar a tempo, a fona de o consumir foi mais rápida que o instaclic. .