I sit alone by the brook,
A thought, interrupting, time and again-
Better I put my words aside …
#roksanatales
Natsukashii/ japanese
(n.) A nostalgic longing for the past; Fondly remembering something with a wistful sense of nostalgia ….
Natsukashii
Tag: ikigai
Palletes of Nature
Hello Artist,
That dream was planted in your heart for a reason. No one else can dream it for you, no one else can accomplish it …
Be kind to yourself …
Follow your dream …
#roksanatales
Loving this colorful echoes, my little palletes of nature …
Steadily, Casually
Steadily, casually
I’ve become accustomed
To reading your words ….
What an enchanting time
It is ….
To be drawn to you
To be close to you …
Steadily, casually
Reading your words
I’ve become accustomed
To finding my heart …
#roksanatales
A Little Lip-syncing
Lip-synched this funny dialogues from the movie Kabhi Khushi Khabi Gham and I loved doing this ….
How was it?
Do you love doing this kind of lip-syncing? I do love. It really makes me feel good 😊 …
The funny stories or funny innocent activities like these and more bring a lot benefits in my life …
These activities
- Increase my energy level
- Reduce my stress levels
- Help to recharge me
- Improve my sense of humor
- Stimulate my brain
Is there anything you do that brings about some healthy benefits to your life?
#roksanatales
Keep a little humour and smile always ….
Javaphile
Coffee rings tell tales of art,
Creativity …
#roksanatales
Javaphile
(n.) someone who loves coffee
Little Joy
My student has drawn me.
I wear hijab. But she doesn’t like that. So she drew me without the scarf. She asked me if my hair is long, short or medium. Accordingly she tried to draw. She even marked my dimple and so she drew two dimples on the cheeks. But I’ve one dimple on my cheek. She has love for me and so she drew heart ❤️ in her dress to show that she loves me.
She forgot to draw the nose on her drawing and at the end of the class, she looked at the whiteboard as I was giving thanks for her sweet effort, and there she suddenly said, ‘Oh no! Where’s your nose?’ And she quickly gave a dot on the face.
Isn’t it cute?
I took a picture of it to keep it as a precious memory.
#roksanatales
Humepenthe
Steam swirls,
Chaotic warmth in coffee cup,
Awake, senses grace, within ….
#roksanatales
Humepenthe/ made up
(n.) someone who makes you forget er your pain and sorrow; someone with whom you forget all your worries ….
Humepenthe is a made up word (@cosmosbyrudra) made with combination of human + nepenthe which human form of a drug which was given to people to forget or lessen their pain and suffering in ancient time ….
La Reponse C’est L’amour
Moments linger, serene and soft
Time embraces our cherished moments,
And memories bloom, and serendipity stays …
#roksanatales
I’m in love with this music. And you?
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La reponse c’est l’amour/ french
(phr.) “Love is the answer”
Isolophilia
Silent growth in aging
Echoes wisdom …
Wisdom whispers
In wrinkles’ embrace …
The older you get,
The more quiet you become …
Whispers of time deepen hush;
Silence, aging’s gift, in return….
#roksanatales
Isolophilia
(n.) strong affection for solitude and being alone …:
If Only
If only I could express what is in my heart
#roksanatales
A Few Words
Lovers’ shadows blend,
Whispers in the moonlit night,
Embrace painted stars …
#roksanatales
White Beauty
Winter’s embrace, mountains adorned in white ….
Kashmir (2023)
Gaman
Between the lines of a muted conversation,
Unspoken tales form a quiet foundation …
Heartbeats echo the stories concealed,
In the silent spaces, emotions revealed …
‘Don’t wake me …
I’m not dreaming’ …
#roksanatales
Gaman/ japanese
(n.) Gaman is a Japanese word of Zen Buddhist origin which means ‘enduring the seemingly unbearable with patience and dignity’. The term is generally translated as ‘perseverance’, ‘patience’ and ‘tolerance’ …
Melancholy’s Song
The shadow cast
On that starless skies,
Where murmurs linger,
Subdued goodbyes …
A tune of melancholy’s song,
In thy heart where echoes long …
Oh this melancholy,
My silent guest,
A tear-stained story, unspoken, and so blessed
The weight of contemplation
In shades of gray,
In twilight hours, grips its sway …
A canvas painted with dull hues,
A whirlwind of memories, tattered and bruised …
Through hazy veils of nostalgic dreams,
The world in silent sadness gleams …
A poet’s pen on pages bare,
Twisted verses of a sincere prayer …
Thy melancholy’s tender art,
Nothing but a symphony of hurting heart …
Yet, in the depth of still despair,
Belongs a beauty, rare and fair …
A gentle solace for the mind
In the shadow of the ancient find …
So let the tears of misery flow
Like mists on a window’s glow …
For in melancholy’s gentle grace
There lies a balm for life’s embrace …
#roksanatales
Slow Down
I want to slow down in life. I want to be steady. Why run? Where to run? Where to fly? Everything will be fine …
Take a deep breath …
#roksanatales
You & Me
You and me. A love story …
#roksanatales
Be Kind
Can we be kinder a bit more to everyone we meet?
From I, me and mine
Let the heart opens
For
We, us and ours …
Wisdom
Be friends with sorrow for it teaches us too many lessons …
Musings 💭
Moments become memories and
People become lessons …
That’s life …
Zen Zone
A man doesn’t need brilliance or genius, all he needs is energy
Albert M. Greenfield
Keep a little place,
Like a little ‘zen zone’ for yourself
Have a cup of coffee there …
Do some mindful drawings …
Read some books …
Write some poetry, musings, or something philosophical …
Or do nothing …
In midst of strangers
It can become a little mindful meditation
With every sip of bliss ….
Keep a little ‘zen zone’
For you
Feel the crave to be there
And come here when you need to be ….
But before you leave
Define how you prioritise yourself
Over every other things ….
And do not make it an easy place
Where you can find an escape
Whenever you feel like …
Rather make it special
As you would make any other thing special
And keep it as sacred as
It’s supposed to be for creating
Little ‘Zen Zone’ for yourself ….
Here’s one of my little ‘Zen Zone’ …
Where’s your little ‘Zen’ Zone’ place?
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#roksanatales
Zen Zone
“Your introvert zen zone is an area where your senses need to be soothed by their surroundings — the key word being “zen.” For instance, you should be able to practice mindfulness meditation there if you wish.”
Love
Define love. It’s patience and sacrifice …
#roksanatales
Ma Belle
Ma Belle!
Live upon the moonlit skies,
The place of hope and butterflies ….
Be well pleased with your passionate eyes;
Be right there….
And stare at the Gods with proud gaze
Be praised and praise …
Ma Belle!
You roundly speaker,
When you see any betrayal,
Don’t you shed tears …..
You get going, keeping head high
Without any fear …
Ma Belle!
Let all the new faces play,
With the tricks they sure will;
Let all those pass away…
You be calm, quiet and still;
If these be right
Of day and night,
You be chilled and chill.
Ma Belle!
Those images that may
Gather all the talk of doom,
But you think not of a single evil chance;
Play out all of your dream so fair,
With the host of the air
You be heard and hear and dance …
Ma Belle!
Until imagination brought
It was only a thought,
But keep your integrity …
Let it be for what it is;
They were dead and of a different kind,
You be weighed lightly and just don’t mind …
Ma Belle!
Pull down the blinds in pride,
You be in your country-side;
Where the sky falls kissing the earth,
On the balance of the wind…..
You take a lovely ride
Like a new smiling bride ….
Ma Belle!
My sweet little Belle!
You be known for the care you give
And discover the forgotten truth;
Your heart is your heart what it should be,
That hasn’t changed in years from youth …
La Vie Continue …
The smell of that salty caramelised coffee beans is breathtaking. With each sip, the soul awakens …
Let the moment sends some carefree thoughts. Don’t worry too much …
Let the tender emotions flow …
#roksanatales
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La Vie Continue / french
(phr.) “life goes on”
Ayurnamat
How frail you’re when you feel attached …
And how infinite you’re when you let go …
#roksanatales
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Ayurnamat/ inuit
(n.) the philosophy that there is no point in worrying about events that can not be changed …
Solitude and Love
Without solitude, Love will not stay long by your side.
Because Love needs to rest, so that it can journey through the heavens and reveal itself in other forms.
Without solitude, no plant or animal can survive, no soil can remain productive, no child can learn about life, no artist can create, no work can grow and be transformed.
Solitude is not the absence of Love, but its complement.
Solitude is not the absence of company, but the moment when our soul is free to speak to us and help us decide what to do with our life.
Therefore, blessed are those who do not fear solitude, who are not afraid of their own company, who are not always desperately looking for something to do, something to amuse themselves with, something to judge.
If you are never alone, you cannot know yourself.
And if you do not know yourself, you will begin to fear the void.
Paulo Coelho
Missing You is Love
It’s
quite
a feeling
normalising
missing someone …
Missing you is love …
#roksanatales
Don’t you think so?
A Simple Musing
Being simple is not easy …
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What do you think?
Mrs. Dalloway – a book
What does the brain matter compared with the heart?””
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Tell me ….
Anaïs Nin on Love
Grey is Okay and Colors too
Grey is Okay
– C. Joybell C.
When I was a little girl, everything in the world fell into either of these two categories: wrong or right. Black or white.
Now that I am an adult, I have put childish things aside and now I know that some things fall into wrong and some things fall into right. Some things are categorized as black and some things are categorized as white. But most things in the world aren’t either! Most things in the world aren’t black, aren’t white, aren’t wrong, aren’t right, but most of everything is just different.
And now I know that there’s nothing wrong with different, and that we can let things be different, we don’t have to try and make them black or white, we can just let them be grey.
And when I was a child, I thought that God was the God who only saw black and white. Now that I am no longer a child, I can see, that God is the God who can see the black and the white and the grey, too, and He dances on the grey!
Grey is okay.”
❤️
Grey is Okay and Colors too
Now that I’m an adult,
I no longer think about right or wrong ….
I’m just aging gracefully and with a smile
Rushing through life’s most beautiful turns and moments …
Where it doesn’t really matter
What anyone will say …
Now that I’m an adult
I no longer feel the necessity
To be understood …
If I become a good listener and can walk away from the unnecessary chaos around me …
That’s enough for me …
Now that I’m an adult
I understand me well ….
I dance on the clouds …
I fly high …
I sing in the rain …
I make friendships with strangers,
If they’re black, white, brown or grey, it doesn’t matter…
I trust the path …
I enjoy the journey …
I reach to where there’s only peace, love and only smiles …
I have built a place where sorrows hide and love flying free and high …
Thereon my soul itself becomes a love, true love all the time …
And God is the God who loves me as I’m …
He is ‘Okay’ with my colors whatever that is
And keep a smile for me out there high above;
Till the time comes to meet my Lord
I embrace that colorful space with all my heart, and, fulfill my much needed soul’s quest …
Grey is okay, I understand
And I love colors though …
#roksanatales
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