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Dearest Lovelies,

I hope the Winter season is treating all of you well. Winter has always been my most favorite season. I think it has primarily got to do with the fact that Winter is the harbinger of festive season. And as winter progresses, so do the festivities. So before I snuggle and hibernate under my cozy quilt, let me dig out some clothes to be donated for all those helpless, needy impoverished strata who have to involuntarily endure the bitter cold out in the open. And I earnestly request you to do the same. Just one old piece of woolen would suffice. Kindly do it, if you can.

The following poem I wrote at work, while I was dealing with a personal crisis.  It was quite a trying time for me. When work was at its peak, I was suffering on the emotional front. Most of it, I suppose, was my own doing. Why in the world should I relegate the blame, when it was mine to claim? But, with time it got better. I got better. The crisis subsided. And life in general got better. And after the much needed self-healing, I realized we wage these battles within ourselves for no reason at all. It is the purpose of our lives to constantly be throwing curve balls towards us. It simply depends on us, whether we let the ball knock us down or we hit it hard enough to claim our well-deserved home run of victory over these curve balls? We trap ourselves within our inhibitions, our fears and our insecurities, that we forget to truly be ourselves. We need to be stronger than our fears. We need to face them instead of running away from them. We need to get better. Better each day. Or so I think, I might be wrong, but that’s just me.

The following poem, was I suppose, a necessary quest for freedom from all such inhibitions, fears and insecurities. I hope you all like it. 🙂

We forget to breathe

and we forget to love.

For the soul is a carrier…

a vessel that contains

the enormity of conviction,

the burden of separation

and the gaiety of love.


The soul endures nothing,

for the soul is nothing at all.

It is the wind, you cannot see,

It is the water, you cannot contain,

It is the land, you cannot bound.

And it is the Universe itself

you cannot fathom.


Let the soul build its wings,

let it fly away.

Away from the losses

of this world.

Away from the joys as well.

Let it be as light

as the soul itself.

For one cannot cage the soul.

For it cannot be captured at all.

Let it not bleed,

for it is your blood, yes it is.


Just let it be,

just set it free.


I hope you liked it.

Just a few more days till Christmas. Let’s spread the merriment. Let’s vow to make at least one person smile today. 🙂

Also, Happy Monday you all.






About theresolutionprojectblog

In this eternal spasm of timeline,we barely devote time to ourselves.My voice seems to possess multitudinous opinions which get buried under the passing time.Captivated with the immense flow of relevations that life proposes in our path.I'm merely a learner who is transitting at every phase,grasping the lesson that life proposes.While life reveals my fate,I am Neha Sarna,just living my ounce of life.

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