Chandni Akhenia

  Overthinking is like a Torture overpassing. It's hell to be stuck with a constant series of discomforting thoughts in your head. Over-thinking is like a slow poison. The brain is complicated; you have to think of not thinking about something in an attempt to think about something, to avoid thinking about it. It is desperate. We are overthinking since we are desperate creatures chasing answers. We like certitude and we like to be in charge. Don't worry its tactical aspect of human existence.   At any specific stage in life our thoughts can be driven in such a way that our view of the same set of circumstances changes from bright sunny to gloomy and thundery. And then, as we slip the sly  slope  of overthinking, our minds are overflowing with attacks like that. I’ve never thought about this," you probably might say this to yourself. So let me get this straight: You’re constantly thinking, but you're never thinking of how much time your feelings sound like an addiction.

  Ever been in a situation wherein you  have  everything yet  you feel that there is some part missing. A void, a gap that needs to be filled even when you have achieved whatever you wanted but still it feels like black hole as massive as a cliff. It feels like a desolate place within. In simple words, you feel hollow. You’re struggling to make sense of everything but you seem not to be able to do so because it's all rolled together in one huge plate. If you're trying to sort things out this pile will smash you underneath its power. You’ll always drown in such chaos. Therefore, you keep things as they are in expectation that they will evolve miraculously. Yet rarely will they. So the pile, with all the stuff that you're trying to undo, just explodes like gas particles and you're left wondering where you've gone horribly wrong. You encounter so numerous 'ifs' and 'maybe' and 'loopholes' that your head begins to spin and the pathway beyond tend

For people feelings and emotions are very much the same. So naturally, we would perceive them as synonyms; two words with same meaning. However, they are dependent on each other, emotions and feelings are different things. Emotions describe physiological state and generated subconsciously. Usually, they are bodily responses to certain events. By contrast, feelings are basically subjective experiences of emotions driven by conscious thoughts and reflections. Which states we can have emotions without having feelings, however, one simply cannot have feelings without having emotions. Sounds complicated enough? Emotions... How should i describe them? A roller coaster ride? Or maybe explosion of liquids in our body mentally Or the way I explained it above. Though we know our mind and heart are located at different places BUT they are intimately connected, Too much science Huh (Difficult). Let's keep it simple because we complicate things. So, A roller coaster sounds perfect. Emotions,

We all have different chapters in our lives. Some turn out to be the best whereas some turn out to be the worst. But from each chapter and each mistake we learn and grow from it. Why hate life? For our own mistake. Every time I fell I stood up. Because dark clouds don't last forever. They last only if we let them stay. Someone told me Like a rainbow after a rain, there’s always a good thing after the pain. So yes this chapter too had pain but it taught me a lesson. Life is pretty long, and we have a lot to do achieve goals and much more. It might take sometime to move on maybe some days or some months, but We move on eventually. Yes we are young, and we make mistakes but that Doesn't mean that we can over it always. I found magic and love within myself and it's difficult to love someone else when you can't love your own self. Day by day I'll fall in love with myself pick those broken pieces and rise like a Phoenix bird. It happened for a reason and it's okay not

Dark side. A dark side of life we usually hide. Hiding the pain behind the smile. Happy pictures on social media. Smiling bright in the morning but heavy rainfall on the pillow every night. Light bags and heavy hearts. The "I don't care" attitude but deep down sobbing. A dual life which we all live in. Punishing ourselves. Giving up on things. When it's 2am and sliting of wrists and your world is crashing upside down like never before. Sitting on the bathroom floor and crying. Crying out loud but no noise is heard. A bleeding heart but no one can see. No wonder what a relationship can make you do. And a broken relationship can break you. SILENTLY. And that's the point when we start hiding our sorrows behind the smile and at some point you start missing yourself the old one you use to be the happy go lucky. How that one pink little bubble bursts and pushes you on a bed full of thorns. You become numb. Heartaches hurt but it doesn't heal easily it takes time. A

Don't you think that you are too fat for this dress? God you're so skinny just like a matchstick. You have so many curves. You don't have curves. You have too much flabs you need to reduce your weight. All of us might have got such a comment many a times.  Why do we crictize someone's body so much? Are you perfect? Obviously NOT. Actually no one is. We all have flaws. Do we still need to be taught that BODY SHAMING IS NOT RIGHT?  Being fat won't make you ugly nor being skinny would make you feel that.  But yes, our comments make them feel so.  Our comments make them feel ugly or hate themselves.  Being fat, skinny or curvy is not a crime. It’s just how their body is, If they are comfortable in their skin why do we need to give them opinions you need to reduce or you need to eat more.  When you call someone fat or skinny you don’t make them comfortable in their own skin.  Just because you have a thigh gap or a toned stomach doesn't mean you are pretty on the insi

She lost everything. Even herself. She had nothing to lose. That's when she became fearless. Because she had nothing. She started gaining her confidence slowly and steadily. She started to smile again.  She started being happy from within and that's the point when she started to join the broken pieces. Though she did build a wall around her heart, so that no one could enter. But she was getting better with time. Because she knew he wouldn't come back. She was fallen apart. But she was rebuilding herself.  She knew letting him go will be the difficult but holding on would hurt her way more so she decided to let him go. She started to forget him just like another chapter of life which taught her a lesson. The lesson she would never forget. With time she gradually grew her spirit and  gained confidence. She thought that her smile won't come back but gradually it did.  Eventually she started to forget him, yet there was a soft corner for him in her heart. Broken in pieces m