The Sakshi Way

Tag: pshychology

  • ✦ Why Standing Up for Yourself Feels Like Losing People

    ✦ Why Standing Up for Yourself Feels Like Losing People

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    Standing up for yourself often feels like losing people, but you’re really losing what was built on silence. This essay explores emotional maturity, boundaries, and the cost of peace.

  • ✦ Such is the Dream!

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    Moulding individuality tuning in to the new normal I wonder what are dreams ? Is it to earn money or ? To gain acceptance of people. Dreams are nothing Unless, it holds importance and valued on, A pleasure in purity, far from treasuring ugliness. Dreams at same time are lively, get together with dear ones,…

  • ✦ People (लोग)

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    How do people change ? From Dawn to Dusk, Like sweet little innocence To untamed wilderness. For it requires a little Courage, Consistency and Conviction. Only if; they can be true To their own self, They ought to be true To the world. Only if; they consider utopia And aren’t bound to live In a…

  • ✦ Metamorphosed

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    Shrugged off flesh, like a snake shredding its skin Ground below me slurping my spirit discarding weary bones Bubbling tap water, ringing door bell coerce an uneasy disequilibrium Body metamorphosed into a cocoon, sprouting wings emerging from behind Symbiotic, with essence of Nature I murmur fly high, fly, fly In no time you will be…

  • ✦ Self Love

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    Human beings fly into each other’s arms because they are afraid of each other, the master afraid of themselves. And why are they afraid ? Man is only afraid when he is not attuned to himself. They are afraid because they never made known to themselves. Love is the only thing that keeps us going…

  • ✦ Journey To Self

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    Drowning in deep frozen lake, within me I find a piece of me in books,movies and people. Lost in a maze,searching for the disoriented pieces Seeking,for an answer. Who am I ? What is my purpose ? I entreat myself day and night. Days become short and night be long, Just after Dusk comes Dawn…