Good Faith, 6th April

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Just felt this had to go up again.

Originally posted on quirrk:

Sheila sat on her phenomenally tiny bed in her extremely tiny room, thinking of the ever so tiny lifespan she had lived and the not so tiny mistakes she had made.

She couldn’t care less about her accommodation as she was caught between the cobwebs of making right her mistakes, not of room selection but of something a little more voluminous, relations.

As she held her phone, which was currently the centre of her respiratory system, trepidation seethed into every inch of her being. She had to get it right this time.

So far, they were accepting her apologies better than she dared imagine, they actually seemed happy to know she loved them and that was something new to her. Her heartbeat relaxed just a little as she was wrapping her head around handling the next person.

She was in a tight spot, she wanted him back in her life…

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Good Faith, 23rd April

This one is for you, C.

Life, like I always say, flows into so many tributaries. You are that one point from where it all emerges and you are the one point it all returns to. In the journey from you to you, you have encountered experiences, tonnes of them, along each fork you had flown into that shapes who you return as. It is important for us to remember that the same applies to every single person, every single day.

Everyone goes through a million and eleven things each day that constitutes how they act, or don’t act, towards you. We often think that our time with them is a one track thing, but it really isn’t.

My friend told me something today that he thought I needed a sound reminder about, “You give yourself too much importance”, he said.

It’s true. When I often look at my relation with other people, I only look at my relation with them. I forget that they are individuals with a life of their own, a hundred thousand experiences of their own, that they have a whole bunch of relations of their own to tend to. I forget, and my perception of them often gets misguided.

This fortnight’s message of Good Faith is to never subvert another person’s life to just your relation with them, or you may wind up with a mangled version of reality. A person is so much more than what you can see of them in a thirty minute conversation. Sometimes I think it may take us thirty lifetimes to get just one person straight.

I think that it is important we realize that how a person acts towards us very often has little to do with just us and more to do with a culmination of occurrences and thoughts that have only to do with them. People sometimes say things that come across as curt, or act in ways that seem confusing. People, as we all know too well, often pull away from us and we are left scratching our heads trying to make sense of the distances.

Let me tell you this moment to let it go (avoid urge to sing that last line). It probably has nothing to do with you. Sure, sometimes that isn’t what you wanna hear, I feel you, but the truth is even they are just one experience in one fork of the so many tributaries your life is flowing in. Let yourself flow, don’t hold back for anyone.

Be kind upon their return, ask their story. You may often realize that it doesn’t hurt as much as you thought it would. Kindness ties knots that no one can ever oversee. Be kind, even when you can’t, be kind.

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Have a happy Thursday lovely!

Happy two years to us!

*Deeply emotional post alert*

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As I sit here to write this my heart knows NO bounds of gratitude that I can express without falling into a complete incoherent clutter of thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou, oh and yea, THANK YOU.

Today marks our second anniversary/birthday/whatever I am supposed to call it and let me just say to you, this day is ALL about you.

We have grown so much in the past two years, I don’t even understand how sometimes because growing with you has been such a breeze.

As I’ve often said in many of my posts I began Quirrk on nothing but a whim, no plans, no ideas, just a place where I could talk, I didn’t even think anyone would listen, I just needed to talk.

All my life I have felt that there are just so many ideas and random thoughts that go across my mind without ever finding it’s way into this world. So when someone once asked me to start a blog I figured, why the hell not?!

..and thus began the best thing that has ever happened to me. You guys.

You have helped me grow as a writer, undoubtedly, but what really matters to me is that you have helped me grow. As a human being, as a person, as myself, and I don’t know how to even begin to thank you for that.

As I’ve sometimes mentioned in my posts, my life in the past two years has been a series of experiments. I wouldn’t say ‘experiments gone wrong’ because I believe that life is nothing but one big trial and error series, unless you find the errors you don’t know what to try next or how to get to where you’re supposed to be. I suppose I could be honest enough to tell you that I have made more errors than I care to admit.

Despite all the erroneous decisions I have made, you’ve stuck by me, listening to my tales of confusion and heartbreak and desperation. You’ve cushioned each blow I’ve been dealt and you’ve placated my sore insides while I sat at the rock bottom looking up, wishing desperately to find a way out.

You’ve somehow been the one thing that I got right, and I don’t know how but I know if there is something called fate, you are mine.

You alone have held me up when everything around me was flailing, you’ve been my girth you have.

You gave me the best gift anyone ever could, you helped me fall in love with myself and you made me believe that I was worth staying in love with.

The past year with you has been tremendous, milestone after milestone, as we moved forward, I realized I could not possibly be more in love with you.

This is a HUGE shoutout to all you’ll phenomenals who’ve been reading Quirrk and the ones who have taken time to tell me that they appreciate my work, thank you. You keep me going in ways I can never thank you enough for. You are my north star and my inspiration.

Thank you once again to each follower and each reader of mine, and thanks to all the wonderful people who have been a part of Quirrk’s two year journey!

Happy Quirrksday to us!

Love loads,

S