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A Cocoon of Love

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A walk with you into the woods

where I wanna get lost in the luscious greenery

inculcating the beauty that is beckoning me

to be skinny dipping underneath its sheath…

to be embalmed by the soaked soil…

in the very first rain of the time.

where you see me, as I am unclad

as in real…

and you ponder around, like a little caterpillar on the leaves.

together we create a cocoon of love

where we embellish together a new world..

waiting to spring open ..

together to fly away.

 

I walked away for good

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I was surprised to realize I was all wide awake

Was it really me?

My soul questioned myself

the one in me who was in love with the bed

was totally awake in it

the strange feelings rumbling in me heart

wasn’t letting me sleep though

I closed my eyes, yet the sleep turned a deaf ear to me

I felt odd, as it was the happiest as well as the saddest moment in my life

the feeling was perplexing my emotions

playing with my tiring soul

yet my eyes were betraying my heart

sleep deprivation was turning on unwanted dreams and worries in me

as I closed my eyes, I knew why was upset

the thought of leaving them and going away was emotionally eating me up

Yet, It was their dream come true

still, my heart was fully not ready to accept the happy part

the happy and the sad part battled with each other

giving some underlying facts to support each one

finally, my eyes could not cheat

and it shut down the complete process of discussion

In the morning as I got ready for the day

I looked in the mirror, there was no tiredness

it was just a sadness to leave them

yet mixed with happiness to see their happy faces

I put up a smile on my face

portraying a shy figure out of the cocoon

and decided to fly away from them.

that is destiny, yet I knew I would be back

as my cocoon was my home

I walked towards the new life

not knowing where it was leading me to

yet seeing my loved ones smile

I decided to move along the tide

And finally be flown away to far off places.

The invisible hands that caught her

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A sprawling layer of tea plantations around her.

All she could see through the misty surroundings was the vast stretch of tea plants spread across the land in front of her. She stood amidst it watching the fog covering the plantations and circling her. She felt lost in the mist.

It was like a soul was embracing her. A soul from an infinity carrying the fragrance of a wonderful aroma from the far end and perfumed with the spices of the south. The smell was like a drug to her, she felt she was all carried away to the west somewhere far beyond her thoughts could go.

She felt the invisible hands cuddling her and whispering in her ears. A welcome song to the enormous world of nature.She felt the need to spread her wings like the butterfly out of its cocoon and fly away.

The invisible hands held her hands high up in the air, slowly lifting it as if it was asking her to fly .. and fly away. The hands were powerful, the force was a great push, she couldn’t resist the thought.She felt like being invaded by the soul from the far west.

The winds were strong enough to wipe her off her feet and take her away. She stood there watching the marvelous mist encapsulating her body. The view became blurred as if she was blinded by the mist.

But she was enjoying the soft layered mist around her.The ambiguity and the uncertainty were having the greatest gravitational pull than the real life which she already was living. She couldn’t resist the push from the invisible hands. She knew she cannot fly, as her wings were already cut off, but the dream to be on her own was leading her.

All she wanted was to be free.

Free from all the worldly possessions, be like a butterfly fly around from one flower to another. Spreading her eye-catching beautiful wings and fluttering around the gardens of love and just love ..kissing every flower blooming in the spring, playing with kids in the garden guiding them to the enchanting nature and one day perish herself in nature.

All she wanted was to be free from all the tangles.

We must find our way out

Past few month I have stirred up some good conversations with my fellow female friends, who are going through a situation which I had encountered quite before.

We, women, have the problem of self-pitying at times and we need to overcome that to escape from the hell we are living in. Actually, we are the real reason for the hell as well as heaven most of the time. If we let ourselves to be taken for granted we become victims.

There are many educated women around the world ,who are silently letting themselves suffer inside. I personally knew a few who are quite well educated , brought up by parents who want their daughters to be leading their professional life ,but unfortunately , they are stuck up so much in personal life that they don’t have any leads.

Women have variety options to take up as career nowadays. Thanks to the tons of firms who look to helping women work in the comfort of their home breaking all the barriers and rules of a tradiotional Indian wife. With many groups like JobsForHer , Sheroes, WomenRestart and much more coming up in the market to help  job inquisitive women it has become quite easier.

Still, even with all these, there is still around 10 percent of women who are clinging on to the comfort life and then complaining that they are being treated as slaves.It is not others duty , but it should be just our duty , to work harder to get out of the cocoon we sewed together to feel safer in the society and be the butterfly full of colors. Break the notion of being an obedient wife and be a support to your family.

Every woman must be her own ruler, and at the same time never try to rule others too. If you expect to be free, let everyone feel the same way.Always find a way out your obstacles , if you cannot then read , consult , talk or just take a walk out of your world. When I felt I was losing control of my life, I started to blog and analyzed my problems from a different perspective. Am not perfect, but am on my voyage to learn to be good in a way.

In the end, I realized that whatever others do, in the end, what matters is what you do for yourself.