An Ordinary Happenstance

I looked across the crowded train at a girl

as she fumbled

to open her bag to remove an illustrated Harry Potter Chamber of Secrets without disturbing others.

I smiled at her.

I was walking across the street when I saw this young boy

he walked over to a stray

and then he scratched its head, smiling to himself.

I smiled at him.

I was sitting in the lobby waiting for the recruiter to call me when

I saw her drop her papers,

she shook her head at the clerk, and got down to pick them up herself

I smiled at her.

I was at the restaurant the other day when I heard

A mother tell her son that it was alright to make mistakes,

but it was never alright to blame someone else.

I softly smiled down at my food.

I looked at the world and I saw goodness in the everyday.

No. This is no ordinary happenstance.

This. This is a choice.

We must be good. We must be kind.

My Words Will Not Be Silenced: Part 2

Yes, silence can be more beautiful,

But speech?

Speech is breath-taking

Both of those in awe and those afraid

of those who love and those who hate.

A storm come to say

“Knock Knock, Mother Nature is here.”

For when she comes,

she moves everyone in her path

and destroys those who stand.

After all

she isn’t just a woman

she is the world.

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How does an Amateur Cook cook ft. Sin-namon Rolls

Alright! I posted pictures and vidoes throughout 5.7.18 as an experiment to document an entire cooking day. As in. Intense. Involved. HOURS. of cooking. And hey, it’s all good when you decide to make one of the many dishes I … Continue reading

My Words Will Not Be Silenced: Part 1

You know what happens to people who are silent in the face of oppression?

It builds, slowly at first,

and then faster, like a disease

festering.

My dear, if you keep quiet

You’ll be trampled under the ugly feet of those who take you for granted

Known and unknown.

Speak up. Make your way through the crowds,

Because there is nothing more beautiful than knowing your worth.

There is Grace in words.

There is Grace in the way it drips from the petals of your mouth.

There is no grace in accepting your fate- accepting defeat.

God helps those who help themselves;

After all.

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khadeeja

Fatal

You look at it

With deep fondness 

There’s an intimacy

Hard for you to confess
When it touches your lips

And you take it inside

Like you’re filling in

A part that is void
Your lips are turning grey

And the skin is losing its charm

Why is it that you can’t leave it

When it causes you the most harm
It’s now a part of you 

Which you can’t eschew

Doesn’t it give you chills

Your most beloved

Smoking kills

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These beautiful words are lended to me by an amazing author Chhavi Gupta. 

Follow me on Instagram to see her written word: @cosmopolitan_sass

Her Instagram is @bombaediaries 🙂 

Fear 

I feel the pain

So deep

in my heart

That I fear I will never be rid of it.

And I want

So bad

To be free

That I fear I will never taste freedom.

I see the light

So bright

Far away

That I fear it will never shine upon me.

And I need

A little

Love, maybe some Hope

That I fear will never come my way.

And I cry

Tears of blood

Mayhap cuz I know

My fears are the truth put to fruition

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khadeeja

Tough Luck

  You see the glory, You see the light. I see the fear, I see the fight. And I know that the world will fall to its feet When both our ambitions meet. I will find you by the finish … Continue reading

The Nicety Theory

I have realized over time that what is a flaw for one may be the goal for another.

And that is what makes us all beautiful human beings.

My attributes may be conflicting at times, confusing even myself. They keep me up at night obsessing over how people view me.  They come up when I am alone at a restaurant, when I go for a bath, when I comb my hair or get dressed. They are with me every breathing second. I love them, I hate them. But in the end- they are my soul.

And that’s never going to change. For anyone. We are all in the same fish-tank here guys.

We are told to be uncaring of what societal values are. Rebel. Break boundaries. But no matter how much we try, some infinitely small part still cares. And that isn’t necessarily a problem. 

Why is it wrong that we view what impact we have on society, how they view us? Yes, to let it define you to an extent where you become untrue to yourself would be unacceptable to any individualist. But a little consideration never hurt anyone. Let us take a hypothetical situation.

You live in an apartment and are having a party over at your place. Music is loud, booze is running and everyone is having a good time. At 1 am, the middle aged couple next door rings your doorbell and asks you to tone down the party as they can not sleep.

You have two options here.

1: You call them conservative freaks and continue your party till they call the cops (if they do).

2: You understand their point of view, assure them the party will be done by 2 am, actually wrap up the party (or switch off the music and chill). Here you think, they must be so tired, all they do is work, maybe they need a little well deserved relaxation. And maybe, just maybe, next week the neighbor makes you cookies. Yum.

Positivism breeds positivism. Lets remember that. Being nice never hurt anybody and it will continue to never hurt anybody.

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Everyone deserves a little TLC.

Show your love sweets. xP

Looking forward to hearing from you.

CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?

Yes, I am definitely freaking out.

My last blog post had absolutely no activity and when I tried to search thesugarelastory.wordpress.com in google, it didn’t show up.

And now I am at the verge of pulling my hair out because I changed my site address without really knowing what I did. And now I really really think I screwed up my blog.

This is not how I wanted my vacations to start. 

Can Anyone Hear me? Or see my posts? 

If anyone can see this post could you please comment just to let me know that it is showing up on feeds? And if any of you have any advice for me… I’m pretty desperate for it right now.

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Lots and lots of Love to all.