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November 19 – International Men’s Day ❤

Speaking about the reality of today’s world, most of us discuss so much about women, their strength, how important they’re to the society, and about feminism. We rarely talk about men and their importance. Just as how a woman play major roles to bring up her family, men take equal and hardest pressure to lift every member in it. If women are strong in one way, men are stronger in many ways.
On an estimation of woman’s achievements, a theme about men should also be contemplated equally.
So, how back-breaking is it to breathe as a man?
It is not just a woman who takes care of the hardships at home, but a man who is being an initiative for all the resources.
If a woman is meant to build her home, a man is building his family. He is running to pay the bills and expenses.
He behaves as an armour to protect his people.
His unceasing efforts are neither seen nor exhibited.
He struggles at workplace. He strives hard for family’s welfare.
He runs the entire family; at the same time, he is being complained about the quality of rice. He enjoys the struggles to satisfy us.
He helps accomplish his son’s future, inspite of heavy burdens inside.
He is too concerned about his daughter’s well-being, just because the world is morally corrupted.
He carries a series of sensations to give a good life to his wife after 60s.
Still, he is judged on things that he couldn’t do.
Don’t hurt HIM. Be sure that you appreciate him for the million little things he does.
Always compliment them, be it a father, a brother, or a husband.
Because,
They care so much but they don’t understand the meaning of expressing it.
He leaves home everyday with a word “Take Care”.
He waves hand while leaving, but turns back once again to check if you locked home and got back inside.
He earns less, but brings home lots.
He says NO first, but later agrees with whatever you say.
He seems rude, but loves you secretly.
He restricts, but for the sake of goodness in future.
He never appreciates, but is always glad about your good work.

I have two special men in my life.
Firstly, my Dad. I’ve seen every little and tons of struggle my dad faced to give his two daughters and his wife the best life. He is a great inspiration and the biggest happiness to me.
Second, my Husband. Right now I see him thinking so much about me, my good and bad days, his career, our future. From being an irresponsible bachelor to suddenly being a perfect husband who started carrying a lot of responsibilities.
How beautiful these Men are!
He ain’t going to tell you “I love you” all the time. He might not be available to you when you need him. He won’t appreciate every meal that you do. He might miss an important plan with you. Understand. Understand his life, his pressure, and what he’s going through. Love him thoroughly with all your heart. Your actions or words shouldn’t add up to the burdens he’s already carrying. Let him know that he can come to you, look up to you, speak to you no matter how harder life gets. You’re his only companion and hope.
Thank the special men in your life every single day. They don’t need a reason to be greeted for. They don’t have a replacement. Amongst other men who rape and disrespect women, there are other gentle-hearted men out there who see a mother’s love in wife’s warmth, treat her well, respect her choices, listen to her broken stories, lift her up when she falls, hug her with silent prayers, and admire the purest beauty of womanhood right since his daughter is born.
Kudos to those lovely kinds! More love and peace to you.❤
Happy Men’s Day. ✨

© Yashica Priya

Do You Love Them?

How do you know you love them?

When you see their tears through text, sense how much pain they bear, know the value of that heart, and you feel everything inside your nerves and want to give the whole lot support of yourself just to see them smile and feel comfortable in your presence, know that you’ve literally fallen for them.

© Yashica Priya

The Love 🍀

The language of love between us is holy and innocent,
as long as we shower this sublime benevolence.
I’m sure going to fall for you again and again,
since you filled the void in my life with immeasurable joy.
I’m blinded by your love, and we’re bonded with fondness, truly and deeply.
I just can’t resist telling you that you’re my everything;
Of all, my genuine goodness and contentment.
To you, I give the whole of myself, because you’re the best thing I ended up with;
a blessing I never had before.
This bond will be unstoppable and uncontrollable.
You’re the sunshine that gives me light,
and the gravity that holds me tight.
I’m your constant and you’re my permanent.
We both together are perfectly awesome.
My desires are very little, yet so strong;
Love me. Love me endlessly!
I’m incomplete without you.
Thank you for being the classic art of loyalty.
Your love proved that there’s a little piece of heaven on Earth.
My real zone of honest happiness,
I love you BEYOND THE END.

With abundance of Love, Joy, and Peace,

Proudly,
© Mrs. Yashica Priya. ❤️

Happy Friendship Day ❤️

Friendship, the first relationship born in the outside world.
By shaking hands initially, they became our blood-like relations.
The local hangouts and junk foods gave the best memories.
A laugh together everytime rejuvenates.
Only relation that has no gender domination.
The deep ties, unspoken impressions, and plain emotions did not vanish.
The memories cherished are treasured till the grave.
In between, we all grew up.
The unforgotten birthday wishes are the only communication we feature, and that is how life transformed.
Happy Friendship Day all of you!
More Love and Peace to all good friends! 💚

© Yashica Priya

An Imaginary City. ♥️✨

There is a city, deep inside my heart and in corner of my imagination.
It’s a beautiful place with colourful street light, and pink roads.
Our home is a little stone house,
with cute wooden furnitures and ceramic culinary sets.
Painted in the theme of black and white colours.
We have curtains of solid silver and black metallic balls,
which make happy sounds whenever we slide it across.
There’s a little pond with colourful fishes and two beautiful crotons.
It was a perfect evening to take a walk to the city’s beautiful market.
Little kittens and puppies running around the street corners,
with a layer of rain water covering the land,
and the Love of my life beside me.
A small hut and a old lady selling raw mangoes and amla,
we sprinkle some paprika and salt on it, to give our taste buds a high spice.
Other corner had a man grilling hot chicken tandoori.
Meanwhile, our floral transparent umbrella dripping rain water on the sides,
touching the waist and thighs.
I look above and see the nature spilling it’s blessing on us.
The road looks empty,
just with us and few people taking their way to reach home,
and two sparrows searching for a shelter.
My hair clutch was sliding down, and his watch dial covered with droplets of rain water.
With calmness around, no unnecessary volumes of anything, and his hand holding mine,
we look at each other with undefined smile and love.
There’s no secret in the city,
neither in our hearts.
We converse about all the things we see on the lane, and speak out all the words from heart.
On reaching home, I take my way to the kitchen to prepare his favourite Elachi Ginger Tea.
I pour it in a mud cup, reach him to the balcony, sit on the cushion sofa, and admire rain water dripping down through the roof.
No hiding, no magic, no lies,
but to hold hands, stay around, pull waist, talk about life, and smile together.

An Imaginary City of Love and Togetherness. ♥️

© Yashica Priya

Bitter Past and the Reconstruction

Everyone has a past, which is a closed book one holds. It is not truly necessary to bring it out to anyone, even to your better half, actually. But make sure that your past only builds you up and improves you and not makes you tough.
Each of the women has had a worst experience. She was forced for child labour. She was raped for a stranger’s enjoyment. She was betrayed by the one she dreamt her life with. She was cheated in the name of love. She was exploited in the name of marriage and drowy. She was backstabbed. She was pushed to the very end of life. She lost the identity of her existence. She was dragged to failure. She was dominated everytime. So men, if you get a girl who went through such consequences, lift her up and lead her future with all your efforts. Wash her hair. Cook her food. Help her succeed. Motivate her dreams. Let her achieve; let her win; let her live. She is too delicate to be dismissed.

In the case of men, he sacrificed his ambition for his family. He did not pursue his dream career because of poverty. He was turned down in a number of interviews. He was often blamed for being unemployed. He carries huge duties on head. He undergoes a severe suffering. He is broken and lost. You women, finding a man is easy. But growing a life with a guy who is going through such heartaches is a real talent. Have on mind that he is fighting for the basic needs. He fights to maintain his relationship. He battles for survival and hardships. Take him as a challenge to shape him and help him grow better. He will, for sure, return it to you in huge. He can sacrifice anything for you.

All that a human needs is support and motivation. Remember, we emerge from experiences. So, never feel repentant about the dead and buried past. Think what is next. It only raises us higher and higher. There is always a better life ahead of the worst past.

© Yashica Priya

Eiffel Tower, She the Beauty 💌

The highway in the close of day sounded much.

The euphoria of beaming physiognomy added pleasure in bunch.

Taking a walk to the Eiffel Tower,

she checked out to be stunning.

Among the darkest side of the world,

she stood high above all, covering the views in glaze.

With ravishing dazzle and brilliant lustre,

she was grabbing the emotions of million hearts.

As a woodland catching flames of fires,

she dressed up in yellow and multiple lights at the nightfall.

Posing the same way her entire life,

nobody had the lack of concern looking at it.

The firecrackers blasting above her,

she stands like a King without fear.

She is definitely not an abstract,

but absolutely the real smasher.

© Yashica Priya

Pain that Changes You

To all the broken hearts!

Every soul goes through pain that cannot be explained.
The way of expressing is different, whereas few show it by anger, and few by tears.

If something kills you inside, it either means you are still longing for it or it literally tore you apart.
But believe; there is no such pain that can last longer. You sure have a remedy. It all depends on what and how you choose things to be later.

The pain that you are experiencing now will make you laugh after a decade. It does for sure. All that matter is how you move on from what pulled you down.
If you keep sticking to what hurts you, it gives you even more deep scars.

It’s okay to cry, but not always.
It’s okay to realize, but do not be sorry.
But it is never okay to hold on to anything longer which ditched you.
Always wish that nobody should ever go through such hard times like you, and by this, blessings come in your way.

The truth is that you, the one who is weak, would be a cure to someone who is so far from you, who almost gave up on life and searching for a person like you.
You both will make a pleasant life ahead.

The saddest part is we sometimes forget how awesome we have been to ourselves, because problem arises when we start thinking what others think about us. Stop doing that.

There is no beautiful person than anyone who actually believes how strong he/she is.
Choose your life. Take a career. Move on with what makes you smile beautifully.

Pain kills.
Pain is annoying.
Pain is beautiful.
Be an inspiration.

You are a miracle! 💚 Love and Peace to all.

© Yashica Priya

The Right Love

Oh my love, the right and last love of my life.
The way clouds start splitting up into small cotton balls and go fading,
giving clear vision of sky blushing with the brightest sunshine to the world,
in the same way you ended all my miseries by coming in, giving beautiful colours to my life.
Waking up with burdens has now been replaced with unexplainable happiness,
as you promised to give me loyalty and your time.
This love is so divine, so soothing, and so blissful.
I’m longing for the passionate feel of being wrapped around your arms;
but it makes me long for more whenever you’re not around.
Hot balls of fire striking my head while you move from me,
adding burns to this fragile heart and taking away all my peace.
This isn’t a let-it-go kind of bond,
but a bond that deserves standing by and accepting the hardest pain.
Wanting to be with you forever could be my only everlasting wish now and always;
I want to hear you breathe, sense your instinct, feel your touch, and completely inhale all the love from your soul.
I just want to scream to the universe about my dreams with you, and stand by you to make all your wishes come true.
Just like how snow pours out slowly and slightly but covers the land fully,
I want to shower bits and pieces of good moments on you and make your life complete.
You make me go crazy, and it’s worthwhile to travel every moment of life with a person like you.

© Yashica Priya

At the Beach, Alone

(On an imagination)

Beside the shore, I sat on the beach sand;
I noticed the waves rolling in and out.
The boats were at rest,
and tiny crabs playing hide and seek.
It was such huge sky, I looked up to.
The cold breeze hit my face,
making my hair messy,
as I started building my little mud house,
recollecting a part of childhood days.
With a feeling of a so-called architect,
to had built a cute building,
I see grains of sand covering the watch dial.
I dusted and rubbed them down,
and got up from there.
Whilst taking a few steps towards the sea,
I lifted up my white pyjama a little upwards.
A roar from the sea,
I saw a huge wave rushing near calming down,
and touching my feet for no reason.
It gave me a sense of getting pulled inside,
like wanting me there forever.
This felt to me like someone making me believe of promises,
and getting me drowned alive.
Consciously, I took a few steps back,
with a smile,
believing that I saved myself from an error.
I looked at the watch,
and decided to leave.
I put the sling bag on my shoulder,
and started to walk with mild thoughts on head.
Every step I took away from there,
I kept turning back to see my mud house.
On my last view on that,
all that I saw was my mud house being stamped on by people,
just like how dreams go shattered by mysterious circumstances.
I learnt that wherever we go,
all that we leave are footprints, and all that we carry are memories. :’)

© Yashica Priya