Riha Writes

November is coming to an end; it's almost the year end. It's been such a rollercoaster, right? This whole year? Since I'm confident we all share the same life in different fonts, I just wanna say that I'm soooo proud of you. I'm soo proud of you for the way you handled situations, I'm so proud of you for the fact you handled that one failure/rejection, I'm so proud of you for the fact you've been patient. I know there must be a time where you felt hopeless and you had to push yourself from everything acting like you don't care when you cared about it the most. There was a time where you isolated yourself. Left things abruptly without thinking twice. And let me tell you. That is alright. What you did, you did it for yourself. And I'm proud of you for that fact.  Do you remember? There was a time, when acting like this scared you; you longed to leave everything behind and prioritise yourself but you just weren't able to. But look at you now. I...

They asked me about my favourite novel and I went through every possibility, even though knowing what I like; I still kept stumbling on it.  I wasn't able to put my mind to one- and when I did I forgot about the another one . I still remember the feeling but I felt messed up with my thoughts;  It turns into a facade memory even with your beautiful moments like that.  I thought it was just trauma which we were supposed to forget but living a life out of something? I don't possibly regret .  I call myself an empath I find the soul in everything but when it comes to preserving my soul? I fail at it miserably.  Sometimes I think, "Oh maybe I'm just here to take care of other things.." but then I think why can't it be the other way? " Maybe I've magic in me and I was put here to give glory to other things!" I know just like the novel, I'll eventually forget the plot but at the end just one thing matters; that is what you feel  throughout .  I th...

Being enough... I've quite hated this term while I grew up because I know what it feels like not being enough... I know what it feels like to be an outcast when everyone tells you that's not how it should be.. I know what it feels to study all night giving your best but get minimum grades... I know what it feels like to try your best while doing something and get in response, "Oh but I didn't ask you to."... I know what it feels like when you are constantly putting your everything into something but the other one just refuses to recognise the efforts... I know what it feels like that oh I'd never be enough no matter how much I do... it'll always be like this- Have you ever wondered what the most incredible part of going through a phase like this is?   The best part of going through the process is that it helps you grow and learn. It challenges you to adapt to different situations, overcome obstacles, and develop new skills. It allows you to gain knowledge...

  Let me tell you one thing there are number of people in the world that has honestly worse than you! Trust me that doesn’t mean your emotions doesn’t have value but that means despite of the situation people are going through they tend to keep going. And what are you talking about? Crying about??? Being heartbroken ?? Seriously?? Stop constantly degrading yourself by allowing disrespect from people who doesn’t even deserve your presence!! DISRESPECT IS NOT A JOKE!!  LEARN TO SET BOUNDARIES , letting toxic people in is gonna delay your result. There are people out there who burn-out themselves by working several jobs, while getting their degree just because they have some “goal” for their future and they tend to work for it; there are people out there constantly working their ass off just because they don’t wanna fit it, and trust me that's a privilege one could hold.  Learn to EDUCATE yourself on several things, because that's the only thing you have till the end of t...

 Despair and Hope are the biggest companion; Hope is the ember that flickers within, A flame that burns so light and thin, It sheds light on the darkness of life, And blazes through doubt and endless strife. Despair, how does it consume? A suffocating weight, a heavy fume, It grips the heart, with the iron hold, Darkness that does mind the enfold. It's the bridge that spans the chasm wide, And the silver lining in every stormy sky, A beacon of promise in the depth of despair, A guiding star in the murky air. A sense of loss, a feeling of defeat, A lost battle, with no victorious feat, A downward spiral, it pulls you in, A journey of pain, it seems to win. So let Despair, feel, look, and weigh, And let it slowly slip away; Just like Hamlet and Yoricks doth strive, To vanquish despair and help it revive.  (And maybe this is how I fell in love with hope.)                                     ...

Hey! How's it going? Looking out for other people, being a people pleaser, constantly thinking about your actions and everything just because they won't get hurt, how's it going?? Being always there for others?? Isn't it pleasing how just a person keeps going?? They don't make the slightest effort for themselves but make sure everyone is happy. How's it going?? Giving everything until you've nothing? In this process did you forget that you are someone you love too? And if you don't then please let me remind you of those moments, happiness isn't always about great things those are in small things. Happiness is making your perfect coffee, it's hearing your favorite song playing in a public place, happiness is a baby holding your finger, it is hearing your parent's voice after a long day. Those small things aren't tiny, they are the things that make life much more beautiful. Happiness and peace are when you think about those moments you woul...

 Dear Me,  Firstly, I've to apologize for whatever I made you go through. I shouldn't have done that. I was wrong when I told you that you are not perfect and would never be enough. Furthermore, I'm sorry I shouldn't have listened to other people when they told me you are ugly and no one would ever give the slightest attention to you. I'm so sorry for all those sleepless nights and those cover thoughts. I am sorry, that I made you waste your time on people when they neither valued nor cared about your existence. I'm sorry for making you feel bad about yourself. I'm sorry that you were tired, and I kept forcing you. I am sorry that I kept blaming everything on you, and you listened to it all without even questioning me once. But guess what I was wrong this whole time I forgot that something like perfection doesn't even exist it was just a myth, the things I used to hate about you the most are now my power. You were never less or too much just people aroun...