Spread A smile - 4 (Get Screwed and Reclaim Your Life )

"Get screwed. Yes, it’s good to be the screwed one. Enough of satisfying people, compromising oneself, forgetting about oneself, sacrificing oneself for the sake of others and waiting endlessly for that deserved appreciation.

You may be doing fine, but deep down you know you terribly miss something. Go ahead and appreciate yourself. If you don’t, then no one else will do. Love your body, love your ways and means, love your style, love your smile and love every bit of Being You. Forget the heaviness in your mind for a while and allow it roam freely wherever it wants to, for that is what the mind intends to do.

You  have carried the unecessary things far too long. Let go of them. Something important eagerly awaits you and is craving for your attention. Reclaim that before  it's too late. There is nothing more important than being you.

If no one appreciates you, to hell with them. Just go and stand in front of the mirror and say to yourself with a smile, “You did a great job; you are a great person and a tough one too, with whom even God also doesn’t want to mess with.

Let God give you pain, you give him love. The best gift one can give to oneself is to love unconditionally. Smile can make even the heaviest of Hearts to Melt, so never stop smiling at yourself. Getting screwed is the best way to reclaim oneself because, “People who get screwed are the ones who know how to lead a Life.”

Keep Smiling,

Prashanth"

No more tears.

She was sitting by the window looking out towards the sky.
She was the most beautiful woman that day. It was her day. Her special day. But she had tears in her beautiful eyes. She was missing the most special person for her at that moment..
Her mother. All the beautiful and painful memories were flashing back in front of her eyes. Of how she was always showered by her mother's love.A love which is the best among all of its form..
She missed that care. The late night beautiful stories she was told by her mother.
The taste of the lunch box that was packed by her. That warm hug that could be compared to none.
That caressing of head late at night while she slept off lost into dreams.
Those birthday party her mother arranged for her each year.
She missed every special moment she shared with her mom.


She wondered why had god been so cruel to her a few years back.
When he gave her the suffering of cancer and took her other away from her.
She was there for her mother when she needed her support the most.
She forgot that she was a child and instead  had to be a responsible sister and a mother for her little sister.
Her mother her sole strength had passed away but she didn't give up being strong. She remembered those sad and worse days of her life when she had no one but she had to be there for her close ones. She always  hoped that maybe one day its all gonna be worth it.

She had seen her father getting married again. It was hard to accept but she knew even
he needed someone so she never complained instead she tried explaining this to her sister who was angry. She was always loved by all but mother's love was what she missed the most. Her sister was her soul now. For her she faced the world bravely. People were there to give sympathy but she didn't need that. All she needed was some love and care maybe and not just words. She wished her mother would be happy where she was now today looking upon her.

Today she was crying and they were tears not of sadness but they were happy tears.
Because today she was getting married to the love of her life.
And also because today even her sister was getting married to her love. Her life felt complete
after a long time. She knew it was all happening because somewhere above her mother was blessing them.

Amidst these thoughts she heard a voice calling "Hey di..Wow you are looking so beautiful.."
It was her sister. She said "Di no more tears for us now. Come here." And she wiped her eyes and hugged.Now she knew it was all worth it. Happiness does knocks the door.

She smiled and looked up and said "Thank you mom. Love you."

Spread A Smile -3 (Fallen Leaves)

As I walk past,

Those dried leaves were lying all over the place

They were trying to convey something

Some are dead and others were dying

As I hold them to talk to,

they smiled at me even at the time of their death

I didn't know what to make of it

I smiled at them and moved on

Then I wondered,

if they can smile even at the time of their death,

why can't we when we have so much to live for.

Keep Smiling,

Prashanth.