ataraxy

I walk the path to my oasis of tranquility,
the sound of it keeps me sane.
nothing in this world can elucidate its gentility.
making me discern that life is never mundane.

the drops kiss my forehead and my heart,
as I take a stroll down the lane,
one of them hits me like a dart.
the sweet smell of petrichor emanating from the drying grass,
calms me down,
yet again.
it pours and pours,
like the king of the jungle roars.
as the sound of drops becomes audible,
unhurriedly, my spirit soars.
in the strait lane,
how breathtaking is the rain!
forgetting my affliction,
I grin,
again. 
            - Isha

quell the chaos

I was often compared to a caterpillar in the cocoon.
A girl once slapped me because I complained about her wrongdoings to the professor.
That schmuck!
I was always targeted in school as I was the quiet one. I had 'friends' who always took me for granted.

My teachers thought that I wasn't working hard enough in spite of being capable. My classmates used to make fun of me for being naive. I felt too sheepish to have a word with the guy I was crushing on. I was bullied by two girls;
Fiendish intentions.
My life was a conglomeration of thoughts and notions.
At times, I felt vacuous.

But I knew that someday, I would turn things around.

    I dropped out of Mathematics in the 9th grade, to my father's dismay. He wanted me to opt for science and don a laboratory coat. I always had this penchant for arts. Words and sketches made way more sense to me than numbers. I was too busy creating something of my own and discovering myself. I still am. I hated Math. This picture is how it used to make me feel. Wobbly. Muddled.

       It is all right to NOT know everything. It's fine to be dyslexic. It is okay to be the 'not so loquacious' or 'not so genial' one. It's not necessary for you to be as clever or as quick-witted as your classmate or your crush. We all have our own strengths and weaknesses. When life gets fuzzy and nebulous, you just need to adjust your focal point. You need to find sequence in the mayhem within you.
Trust the undertones of your instincts and allow them to guide you. Be proud of your goddamn soul. Lead yourself, so you can lead others.

                                          - Isha