Ello sparkles !!When I was little every day was a great day. I woke up late ….studied if I wanted to …ate what I want …got what I wanted. Being the first girl in the family came with its privileges. A few years after that my biggest problem was not doing my homework or not liking what’s for lunch. Fast forward a bit and then being teased was the trouble of the day. Then I lost my brother in an accident and things were mundane.
A few years later NOW my biggest problems are getting the best grades in a test, the weights on the scale …what my friends think about me … and constantly trying to be my best. But the conclusion is that the problems changed everyday , every month , every year. And I’m still alive
I’m still breathing and 90% of my days are happy days. There are days when I feel in the dumps. When everything about everyone seems wrong but if I could get through all of it for 17 years surely I could do so for the rest of my life ,right ?
I cannot believe that it took me so long to realise that it was OK to have a bad day. It was OK to feel completely useless. It was OK to fight with the people you love cause they are not going anywhere.
Anxiety…Jitters and tears were a part of life and getting it out once in a while is OK. There will be days when I feel so good. In my own little corner but the next day might be the absolute worst. And that was OK
So next time when you have a bad day …when anxiety strikes or panic breaks remember that You are OK. You are still alive after so many trials so this new problem is just an older one with a changed tag.
Having a bad day is a gentle reminder that the sparkle around you is getting over and it’s time for you to surround yourself with some inner sunshine
All the love
Ello guys !!!
Happy Easter !!! My moms Christian so I get to celebrate easter and Christmas and all things nice. I also get to eat delicious food. Endless dishes and delicacies. We live really far from my grandmothers so whenever we come home she makes every dish that is on the menu.
I also get to eat splendid Easter eggs. My mom got a basket of chocolate Easter eggs home and within minutes they disappeared into thin air. The dark chocolate ones ….the white chocolates …the tiny mini ones as well as the huge giant ones. They all came with different wrappers different colours. But in the end they were all gone.
The sparkly glitter wrapped eggs left a sparkle in my mind. When it’s chocolate the size, shape ,colour ,covers don’t matter. But when it comes to something much more significant like people how does all this start to matter.
How do the dark skinned gods get an inferior preference when they too have a fair heart. How do the light skinned beauties get no credit for their hard work cause people think things come easy to the white.
We come in different wrappers but aren’t we all filled with delicious sweet stuff.
There are some Easter eggs whose expiry date has passed those you definitely need to throw away. But when the eggs are disfigured we still eat it all cause in the end it’s all just chocolate. Everybody has faults but in the end we all are humans trying to be happy.
So this easter when you eat an Easter egg learn to accept everyone cause we lovely sparkly people come in all shapes ,sizes and colours.
Lots of love
Ello guys !!!Summer is finally here. This time I have quite mixed feelings about it. Love the ice creams – Hate the sticky mess. Love the shorts- Hate to put away my jumpers. Love the vacations -Hate summer extra Tutions.
To get away from my busy little life and the scorching heat. I ran away to the Himalayas for a vacation. A blogpost related to that will be up next week. But while on this trip I realised something definite. I have found my happy space.
The last few months were a bit hard. Never showed it but getting into the whole medical entrance regime …new friends. Discovering who really had my back and who didn’t. But you know what ? I got through all of the above and a lot more with a smile in the end.
Earlier this year I read a quote saying Five years down the line none of the problems I have now would be significant. That made a huge impact on me. I found it so true. The problems I had when I was 5 are definitely not the ones I have now.
So I built a happy place. A place where I let myself be happy. Where the world could be happy with me. Where nobody is mean and everybody is themselves. The sooner I realised that the people trying to hurt me might be going through something worse the better I was able to cope up. A lot of people tell me I’m always happy. I can manage to make people laugh even when I don’t mean to. I’m utterly silly. You would know that if you talked to me for less than 5 minutes.
My best friend , he tells me almost every conversation we have that I live in a world of unicorns and rainbows. You tell me is that such a bad world to live in? I have designed the world the way I like it to be. And I have found that I’m much happier this way. I get hurt less ..
I still do have a lot of problems. The ones we all have. But I have my bestie (S) to get me through it. I decided that rather than telling the whole world about my problems it’s better to tell just one person. And let the rest of the world be a part of the happier more cheerful you.
So build your happy place. Find a nook or corner where you define the rules, the people ,the heart. I have found mine let me know if you find yours ??
Lots of love
Drew this myself
21 st century the Modern age….the youths time. Where no judgements are passed where no prejudice or pride.
Oh how I wish that was true ! If a girl gets raped it was cause her shorts were too short or she showed too much skin. If she was teased it was because she allowed. All the unnecessary attention she surely must enjoy it.
Some of our parents proudly tell people that they allow their kids to make their own way. Preach that the attire they wear doesn’t influence their opinion about them. Behind the scenes they question the clothes that their own children wear.
The clothes I bought never had a price tag or description saying slut. The makeup I bought never said made for attracting men on their packaging. It said confidence boost or adding to your beauty.
I wear makeup cause I love the feeling when I get a sharp wing liner or a perfect smoky eye. I wear the clothes I wear cause it makes me feel sparklingly special. Not to impress some nobody. A boy who doesn’t even know the difference between contour and bronzer.
Body shamers and makeup haters or people telling me that I can’t wear stripes cause I’m fat. That I should always leave my hair open cause I have a round face. They are just jealous that can not pull off something like you can. They are surprised by how confident you could look in wearing something that the world thinks you should not.
I’m not going to change who I am and what I love for others … you shouldn’t too. I REFUSE to sink you should too
Do you love makeup too? Does it make you feel like an artist ???
Mirror mirror on the wall Just tell me I’m prettier than them all.
Everyday in the morning when I wake up I’m either super confident and cute or right at rock bottom thinking that I’m so ugly that the mirror might break. I’m sure you all have days when you wished you had a dimple ( I have one on my right cheek😑), that your eyebrows were better or in my case that jawline would finally come out if it’s hiding and show itself.
In men’s case I hear them complaining about their guns 💪 and their packs. They too have a constant disappointment with their jawline.
The thing is all of our best features are playing peek a boo. They are hiding deep within and the entire world sees it except us. While your complaing about that thigh gap look up in the mirror and see how beautiful your smile is. While cursing the lord for not giving you the perfect lashes think about the sparkly eyes that hide within.
Peeking through you is a new shine a new light that you need to discover. While the world marvels your features it’s time for you to accept them as your best. It’s like this elegant dress or this out there jacket that looks great on the mannequin and then when you buy it you wonder what happened to the magic. But the moment you feel confident that you can rock it ,immediately the dress looks prettier ,that jacket fits better.
It’s time that you change the societies definition of beautiful and define yourself as your beautiful. I respect Ashley Graham for saying that “There’s no such thing as plus size it’s MY SIZE“
She showed me that with or without cellulite. Jawline or no jawline. We still can look drop dead gorgeous. Wear stripes and crop tops. Dresses and dungarees.
The moment you embrace your flaws you take the power away from the world to make you feel worthless. You seek the inner sparkle that’s hiding. Look Un the mirror and find your best feature and tell your self that it is more powerful than all your flaws.
I hope this makes you love yourself a little more. And your inner goddess (god not forgotint my male counterparts😜) doesn’t play peek a boo
Lots of love
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Do you hear that??? It’s a laugh a giggle that distinct sound that’s makes you wanna break a smile too. We all have a goofy friend that has our back. She /he is always so happy. Like a literal ball of sunshine …they are just always smiling. You can always count on them to make you feel better about everything.
You would never guess what’s going on in their mind cause they themselves are trying to forget what happened back home or in the dark of the night. Their smile was so wide that you never know about the bruises. What the long sleeves and the concealer could hide.
Often I look at such people and think they are so lucky. Rich family ,loving parents ,understanding father ,kind mother. He / She can shop their heart out and still shop some more. But then how do I know what happens behind the curtains ? What nightmares they face while making every believe in their fake beautiful dream.
When the doors closed the puzzle broke
So did the pieces of her heart with words
Where the light didn’t shine she hid her tears
The armour came down for the wounds to heal
But when the light shined the Shards glue together
She put the pieces back to paint the beautiful puzzle that the outside world had falsely painted
We never know what’s happening behind those blinds ….each and every one of us has our own battle so be kind. Hug your happiest friend for me ? Just like that who knows maybe they need it ? Maybe that would make you the cause of their smile for once ?
LOTS OF LOVE