Namaste!
art/adulting/action
"I make so many beginnings there never will be an end." - Louisa May Alcott
Greeting you with the warmest welcome, I am Ishika, inviting you into the first of my letters.
Let me begin with a little introduction so that you don’t feel like you’re reading a total stranger; born and raised in Delhi, I am a Bollywood fanatic, honing a borderline unhealthy obsession with baarish and One Direction, an artist at heart, and absolutely in love with you lot. Yes, I do mean that.
If you read the about section on the default page, you know what I’m going to be doing with this baby piece of my heart. I hope you stick around, enjoy it, and then tell me if you do:”)
On most days, I feel like a misfit. Like no matter where I stand, my presence is crooked and in a way, unwanted but the plot twist is that I also like being by myself. Ergo, half my life, I’ve had to walk the steep street between lonely and alone and truthfully, it’s been rather punishing. And one day by sheer luck, I discover that my feelings, no matter how jumbled, are being unraveled hundreds of miles away by someone I am unknown to, which is a gift that despite its powers, is possessed by tons.
So, I thought I’ll bring you mine.
Art- in all its glory, has been my salvation the last couple years. When I snuggle into my blanket at the end of the day, I only wish to watch my favourite show, or scroll through Pinterest in search of some calm, or binge my instructors’ dance videos. It’s my safe space, you know? Time I cherish and virtuosity I hold close.
It’s insane to me how things I don’t know and people I haven’t met can offer such an overflowing sense of home and the subtle sense of hope I carry in my heart.
Tell me, do you ever wonder where you’ll be today if life had only gone a bit differently?
If you didn’t attend the class your mom enrolled you into? If you were in another school? If you had chosen an unrelated career path? Would you still have the same hunger?
Well, I would. I’d still crave to be the warmth that I try so hard to be. And this time around, I need you to know that I appreciate your existence more than words can ever suitably convey.
I’ll make an attempt to make life less lonely for you, pakka. Yeh rahi pehli koshish;”)
I’ll see you next Sunday with the actual first letter, okay? This one was just to warm you up to me:”)
Jhappis,
Ishq. xx
कुछ तो था उसमे कुछ ऐसा जो पूरी दुनिया की सैर करने के बाद अपने घर के तकिये पर सर रखने जैसा होता है। बहुत बहुत शुभेच्छाऐ इशिका आपको आपके ब्लॉग पेज के श्री गणेश के उपलक्ष पर आशा करता हूँ आप दिन दूनी रात चौगुनी तर्रकी करें।
~ तुम्हारा हितैषी जयंत