Astha's Corner

Read it somewhere but don't really know, Been running with the light but progress still slow. Passion, Compassion weighing either side, It's getting harder to balance & feel all Alive. "No time to Think! High Time to Act!" You'll fulfill the needs; that was the pact. When Comparisons fills Garage, Expectations builds huge Mirage. No one to listen what's driving you Crazy, All they can see is a Hopeless & Lazy. The Mind starts Exploding the Fears it held, Diminishing the confidence present in Self. A Broken Soul screams on the Inside, But a Cheeky Girl always smiles out Wide. Nobody to be blamed but yourself, Since all left now to drown in Regrets. Down to the very bottom of the sea. Where your soul finally seems to set free. A Dungeon that was always called Home, Is no more capable to Handle your Tone. The Shackles have now turned into Accessory, Your work now seems most Honory. Does it make any sense whe

One of us, then why writing so? I'll reply to it first let me go. Oh hey you Practical '8' shape, There goes my Chubby-Cheek Face. I don't get this thing with Humans, Labelling each other in such an illusion. Welcome to the World where your size Decides, How you're gonna live your life. Obese, Healthy, Fat are shaming tags, Skinny people rule Cover Mags. Diabetes, Thyroid, Cholesterol Yeah! We too live, Before our comfort nothing is that Massive. Just tell me how many gyms do you know, Advertising Weight-Loss rather than Fitness Goals. Resistance to Any problems don't apply when just you're Thin, It's a humongous pleasure to enjoy what's getting within. Here's to the people who are proud in their own skin, You're Acceptance of yourself is the Ultimate Win. Before starving yourself just think otherwise, Your size isn't associated with your Heart being Nice!

The other day, I and my sister were having a conversation. I at random spoke, “It’s such a privilege. That we have the capability to read what we have written or just read in common. Imagine what if we don’t.” No matter how amazed I was about this topic, she  wasn't . OK! I know if you burst out randomly about “literacy” in the middle of a talk concerning One Direction. People do seem shocked. But  I'm  an Over-thinker. And you being one of those people that I can hold on a talk with…always be ready for my random crap. By the way I instead went like, “Fine. Remember our Gujrat trip? Or don’t you remember the feelings we get while watching an Anime. We are clueless of what is being written.” Maybe this event  didn't  matter to you at a level it does to me. Because it do made me rethink my ways. To a person like me who spends 80% of her life reading every single story that fascinates her. Followed by spending another hours developing baseless conspiracy theories about it. Re