Walk the path. Those steps will take care of everything else.
Walking the journey outside and going within at every step holds the secret to life.
Wash away the misery in your soul with a deluge of smiles.
Watch how you carry yourself. Each person speaks the language in his heart, and that reflection is mirrored in the people around — we only react to what we see.
Watch your thoughts and choose the right way.
Watching from the periphery, one feels life deeply, but stepping into it, we only feel overwhelmed.
We all have different versions of ourselves in different stories.
We all have stories hidden in pages that even we are scared to turn.
We all have the ability to do things that the right moment brings out.
We all jump on this roller coaster of thoughts, but need to learn how to get off.
We all lead charmed lives and still curse God for bad luck.
We all make our worlds ugly or beautiful in our thoughts and beliefs. People remain the same, changing only in our perceptions.
We all need to build a sanctuary in our heart dedicated to ourselves.
We all need to determine our definition of 'normal' depending on the path we are on.
We all need to remind each other of our unique qualities, valuing both the individual and the relationship.
We all need words to communicate the idiosyncrasies of life — seeking understanding to recognize the truth quietly shaping within.
We all set an ideal framework for our life — one that determines our progress in this lifetime. But all we do is sit and protest, rueing our fate and destiny — losing out, wasting yet another life.
We all speak from our own perspective, yet resist differences of opinion.
We all think differently, so let us applaud the many faces of truth reflected back.
We all think predominantly with the heart or mind, and marriages bridge this gap, maintaining the balance of life.
We all want a better future and good health for our kids — then how can environmental issues not be our problem?
We all work towards a successful future of our children, and therein lies the solution to all the discordant issues of humanity.
We all write our own story, but lack the heart to change it.
We allow our lives to become disjointed stories, authored by people, shaped by situations, and scattered across things.
We are all a life force born of Divinity, struggling incessantly to seek and return.
We are all connected, and by sending a prayer into the universe, we ensure the healing within each of us.
We are all going through constantly shifting whirlpools of sorrow, even though others see only smiles, success, or joy from afar.
We are all leading our lives based on a conditioned belief system, far removed from the truth. No wonder we lose our way in a false reality constructed every day.
We are all living lives shaped by others’ opinions.
We are all mirrors, reacting to the image we see in another.
We are all out on a limb — hoping our children will save us from the damage we’ve caused, just so we can keep believing in a future for them.
We are all potential Buddhas in disguise.
We are all potential writers in our thoughts — just too distracted by the noise to give them any shape or meaning.
We are all unhappy because we come second in each other’s lives — the first is always ourselves.
We are already a part of the world we are so desperately trying to fit into.
We are always as rich as this moment.
We are always trying to make a difference in someone else's life.
We become all that we will ourselves to be.
We are both the student and the teacher of our own lives.
We are building a beautiful future for our kids, but leaving a messed up world behind.
We are constantly reinventing ourselves to fit into quicksilver expectations.
We are constantly shredding life to cover the nakedness of our soul.
We are creating this world around us.
We are critical of others until we learn to accept their version of truth.
We are happy and complete in ourselves; we just don’t know it yet.
We are incessantly creating pathways of grief while paving our way to happiness.
We are like the sea, holding depths that reflect hues unique to that person, moment, or relationship.
We are like tiny moons, waning and full as per the light of our beliefs — affecting the tides of time.
We are marooned by thoughts that won't leave us alone.
We are not here to question or judge. We are here to live, to experience, to learn.
We are our own worst critics.
We are rays of the eternal divine light, meant to connect one heart to another.
We are scared of death, but terrified of life.
We are so busy checking others that our life rushes past unnoticed.
We are so busy criticizing people when this life is all about us.
We are so busy destroying each other that we have nothing left to build within ourselves.
We are so busy following a script others have written that the pages of our own life remain blank.
We are so embroiled in the mundane day-to-day, that we end up spending centuries sorting things out.
We are the architects of our mind — constructing thought-foundations based on incorrect science.
We are the dreamcatchers of our lives.
We are the epicenter of the ripples that shape our life.
We are the interpreters of the meaning in our lives.
We are the magic happening every moment — faith, the realization of that magic; and religion, the tools that make it happen.
We are the sole artists of the heaven and hell within our minds.
We are trying to complete God’s physical journey through our spiritual one.
We are trying to convince a world that exists in our minds.
We are what we believe.
We become better people for those who can say, ‘I see you. I love you.’
We believe in God,
God believes in us.
We believe we are the centre of the universe — but the entire universe is centred within us.
We belong to a society where position is more important than potential — and the soul is readily ignored and dismissed.
We bring one word into our life, and spend a lifetime defining it.
We can be hurt by nothing but our own thoughts.
We can become the light, the world, the beauty, the magic, the dream that we seek.
We can either laugh off our troubles or cry over them.
We can only produce words; their meaning is born in another.
We can only romance words with silence.
We can stake whole relationships on a few harsh words.
We can wait for, seek, or become beacons of light — but only for others, never for ourselves.
We can’t change things, so it’s pointless to worry — it even stops us from finding a way out.
We can’t change the past, nor predict the future — yet we dwell in both, and wonder why we feel lost in the present.
We can’t help how others think and feel, but in our reactions, we blur the reflections that could help them see.
We cannot change our past, but the way we perceive it now can change the way we remember it.
We carry countless versions of people in our minds — and still miss the divine within.
We carry forth our thoughts and memories — that’s all we need to enrich ourselves.
We choose the life we are born into.
We choose the pieces of heaven and hell that complete the puzzle of life.
We choose the roles each character plays in the story of our life, and every emotion we feel is born from their brilliant performance.
We choose the words that give meaning to our life.
We choose to be happy or unhappy.
We choose to perceive the colors that saturate our life.
We cling to life but escape it's moments impatiently.
We compare our value and identity with our roles, making a singular soul play oblivious parts.
We continue to swear by others, even though we are strangers to ourselves.
We crave more from a self that is already complete — and blame life for not giving enough.
We create emotions as reactive conditioning, not meditative response.
We create issues that can last a lifetime, even though life changes us in an instant.
We create our own lyrics as we dance to the music of our life.
We defined the rules, only to have the rules define us.
We determine the meaning of every word people say — and that meaning ends up defining our life.
We die a million deaths worrying about how we look in front of others — never realizing they’re worrying about the same things too.
We each have God within us — so how can we discount our own unique selves?
We end up carrying so much ‘baggage’ over the years — maybe that’s why we feel so tired all the time.
We expect a lot from relationships, but what we really crave is to be loved.
We expect others to stay true to their word, even when we can’t follow our own resolve.
We feel hurt through our possessions, because we see them as part of who we are.
We find addictive distractions to cope with life.
We find different ways to experience a happiness held within.
We find few reasons to smile and can’t openly cry — turning us into ticking time bombs, set off by momentary triggers within.
We Focus so much on all that is wrong in our life that the good things just pass us by.
We forget that the remote of our mind is in our hands.
We get better results through encouragement, not pressure.
We give Color to the memories woven into our lives.
We hate with conviction and love with doubts.
We have a forgiving God because he walks in our shoes.
We have a ready excuse for every failing — but when it comes to success, we make sure the credit points only to us.
We have all the answers, but we’re still searching for the right questions.
We have an independent identity that does not need others to enhance it, nor diminish it.
We have forgotten that we chose our own life path.
We have put a price tag on a priceless existence.
We have put virtual glasses on a divine self.
We have stopped actually seeing - we are only looking.
We have the choice to imprison ourselves with one thought, or set ourselves free with another.
We have the power to make the world meaningful.
We have to face the mountains in our head for them to make way for us.
We hold a capacity to breathe magic into the everyday moments of life.
We hold divinity in our souls, yet compare ourselves to — and identify with — a finite world.
We hold grudges against those around us, unaware of the destruction we’re causing within — while the other moves on, carefree and untouched.
We hold infinity in our soul, yet chase only what we can count and cling to.
We hold the reins of our life but let others pull our strings.
We hurt when others let us down, but think nothing of letting ourselves down.
We imprison our world within the boundaries of our thoughts.
We inherit the words of life but their meaning becomes our legacy.
We keep jumping between the animal, human, and divine aspects of ourselves — instead of transcending each, one by one.
We keep searching for meaning in a life that can only be felt in silence.
We let words and conversations become the paving stones of our lives.
We live our assumptions and escape our lives.
We live our lives in our minds.
We live our lives seeking approval on the outside, while our hearts remain unheard.
We live the story we write.
We live with the choices we make.
We look outside for validation to an identity we have yet to seek within.
We look to Him for answers He seeks through us.
We make history for our souls.
We make our children see the world through our eyes — eyes that have somewhere stopped looking. But what if we saw it through theirs? Maybe miracles would begin to happen.
We master the rules to make life easier — and end up their slaves instead.
We might have been born with fixed karmic cycles, but we hold the freedom of perception to change the outcome.
We mould people into prefixed expectations, and blame them for not fitting in.
We need that essential joy that feels the ticklish part of life - and laughs freely with it.
We need to be careful with the words we use, for they shape our thoughts, our perceptions, our lives.
We need to be in the moment, emptying all accounts — for the road to enlightenment only grows longer under the load of our thought banks.
We need to cleanse our thoughts to wash away the dust of lifetimes.
We need to Color life with brushes of love.
We need to erase the frown that dots our brow to write a happy story.
We need to learn to interpret the language of life, lest most of it gets lost in translation.
We need to move out of the way of the snapshots of others’ lives.
We need to shut all noise to hear the peace in our soul.
We obsess over the ‘I’ without ever realizing its true meaning or identity.
We only seek what is within.
We passionately judge others, labelling them - while our own views depend on a concurring mindset.
We pay dearly for life, yet sell ourselves short.
We protest the lack of time, yet take an eternity to live a moment right.
We question a life that seeks our experience.
We react to opinions shaped by personal experience — not necessarily yardsticks of right or wrong.
We remain so set in our ways, in a life that changes every moment.
We replenish life each moment with the hidden reserves of ourselves.
We see, hear and feel things as per our own mindset.
We shut God behind walls and names, banishing Him from the temple of our hearts.
We stand on judgment for things we need to forgive in ourselves.
We start seeing things the way we think.
We still search within words to meditate on life and the Self.
We stitch and unstitch moments into the tapestry of our soul.
We strive all our lives to shade a handful of relationships but get blinded by the color of money instead.
We tell half-truths to avoid reality — and sometimes, that’s the only story we remember.
We think we are being good or mean to others - but we are only being good or mean to ourselves.
We think we do so much for others, when only we reap the benefit of all that we do.
We try to embrace the inner world of liberation but cannot resist the outer world of entrapment.
We try to fight the noise in our head by raising a constant din in our life.
We walk ourselves into an early grave, worrying over material gain. Was it ever meant to be enjoyed?
We want happiness because it is a natural part of us. We reject unhappiness because it remains a stranger to our nature.
We want life to be all about us, yet we keep making it about everyone else.
We want to remove all the sad moments from our life. But looking back, as we connect the dots, we realize they were the seeds of our success today.
We want value for ourselves, but we are meant to give value to those around us.
We weaken the people we love most—criticizing in the name of concern, depleting both their energy and our own.
We weave countless lyrics into the soul of our life, trying to find that one divine song.
We wonder about the reality of God, yet it is the faith in our hearts that keeps our innate goodness alive—the same innate core where divinity resides.
Wear your thoughts to attract life.
Weave love into every breath, and bring alive the whole universe pulsing within.
Weeding out all the things that make us unhappy, we forget to water the seed of happiness within us.
What a feeling - to get high on life itself.
What Adam and Eve learned, we are here to unlearn.
What do we truly love if a single thought can ravish our entire mind.
What happens is only as important as the space we make for it in our mind.
What I came to accomplish is to be educated experientially.
What i do today is important because i am exchanging a day of my life for it.
What is beautiful is the ever-widening ripples these thoughts form - till a wave takes them with it to the shore.
What makes us constantly criticize family and friends — when no one knows their nature better than we do, and we’re the ones choosing to keep them in our lives?
What matters is what the mind highlights.
What music compels from the hidden layers of life.
What others do affects their lives;
only what we do affects ours.
What others say and do is their problem - by reacting, we make it ours.
What others think or say is their problem—stop troubling your mind over it.
What reality! A single thought can change the way we feel.
What we are born to and what we become is our divine dance with destiny.
What we are born with is Karma; how we face it becomes our destiny.
What we have is dust, what we don’t, gold.
What we seek, waits patiently, holding up a mirror.
What you say determines your world
What I hear determines mine.
Whatever at stake, the only one dearest is our ego.
Whatever the achievement, position, or status — every path ultimately leads to merging with the Whole.
Whatever the incentive, all reactions arise from within us.
Whatever the provocation, pleasantness works. In a natural requisite to 'look good', people invariably respond in kind.
Whatever we feel boomerangs for there is no one else but us.
Whatever we give to others, comes back to us.
When a problem enters your mind, let it return with the solution hiding behind it.
When emotional sinkholes feel like a free fall, what stops you from choosing the perception of flying free?
When everything around irritates - the reason for our disquiet is always entirely different.
When it is not easy to will our own selves to do something, how do we expect others to do what we want.
When life imprisons, choose to break out.
When love means to care unconditionally, why do we make others toe the line.
When our entire existence revolves around our children’s future, how can environmental destruction not be our concern? How can we leave them such a legacy?
When people give value to your words, be mindful of what you say.
When science discovers poetry, life happens.
When the most precious treasure in this world are our children, how do they never figure in our account of appreciating assets?
When two hands are extended in offering - two more extend to bless.
When we believe ourselves to be right so does the other person.
When we change our opinions all the time, why is it so important to prove a point.
When we feel secure from within, all our relationships untangle—leaving no reason for discord.
When we have the strength to accept reality, why weaken ourselves over imagined possibilities?
When we see a shadow, we instinctively search for what is casting it. Yet, while nourishing the transient body and ignoring the immortal soul, we continue to live in a world of shadows.
When we shout inside, our body absorbs all the pain and makes itself sick.
When we stop listening to our body, it talks to us in the language of pain.
When words fail to appease, make peace with silence.
When You crave it, you brave it.
When you feel depreciated, angry, or drained, it’s a sign that others are not open to your energy.
When you need to count to ten, try a dance number.
Where closeness hurts, distance heals.
Where good relationships nourish and nurture, bad ones bring lessons meant to set us free.
Where language makes us understand, silence lets us feel.
Where one hand catches a fistful of life the other yearns to be free.
Where there is choice, there can only be responsibility.
Where there is vulnerability to negativity, there is also an innate strength to overcome it.
Where thoughts go reality arrives.
Where words exhale the expressions of life, silence inhales its essence.
Where words irritate, only silence intimidates.
Whether it’s Pandora’s box or a treasure chest, history preserves both. But we can choose: live entombed by the past, or lay it to rest in peace.
Whether love or war, each holds the other within it's fist.
Whether Natural disasters or beauty - Every bit of Earth dances to the lyrics in our soul.
Whether reaction or response, our words reveal our own heart.
Which is more embarrassing - hate or love.
Who declared life a costume party, when no one shows up without a mask?
Who do we judge, when there is no 'other'.
Who is managing this face we are perfecting for the world.
Who is this architect, this painter, this musician inside. Constructing ever-changing worlds with a palette of infinite colours, streaming notes of love every moment.
Whom to distinguish, when the dust of our ancestors paves our tread.
Why argue with a truth that remains personal to each.
Why arrest your life over the changing faces of desires.
Why ask for the meaning of life, when we were meant to give it one.
Why be self-conscious to face a world our souls converse freely with.
Why blame the whole world, when we are shackled by our own hearts and minds?
Why build an image that you need to constantly cater to?
Why change for a situation that cannot remain the same.
Why choke a life that is meant to be free.
Why conform to paths set by others, on a journey mapped just for you.
Why discredit yourself to prove a point to someone else.
Why do stories touch and news desensitise.
Why do we let ourselves feel so helpless when we can move mountains by the divinity within.
Why do we spend most of our time and money on looking good - When we only remember how someone made us feel.
Why does love embarrass us more than hate? Maybe because love seeks validation, while hate finds easy reciprocation.
Why envy others for though our titles were written by destiny’s hand; who writes a happy story, depends completely on us.
Why fight over names that do not define us.
Why fixate on pots of gold when rainbows personify the richness of life?
Why focus on the people you dislike and neglect the ones you love.
Why get so anxious about a life that changes every moment.
Why give free rein to thoughts that imprison your heart.
Why give mind space to people we don't want to share our lives with.
Why give more space in our thoughts to the people we dislike than the ones we love.
Why hold regrets when every moment can become a fresh start.
Why is it so difficult to step inside and face ourselves.
Why justify yourself to an opinionated world.
Why let comparisons hurt when Divinity identifies with each one of us.
Why live like beggars when a moment can enrich our souls.
Why mar the continuously evolving 'present' with reactions seeped in history.
Why obsess over comparisons when there is no one like you.
Why prefix the masks of love and hate to the myriad expressions of experience that highlight the faces of our personality.
Why resist a life that was meant just for you.
Why rue a single moment of life. A seed, an atom, a heartbeat, a breath, a drop - are all tiny harbingers of Creation.
Why say It is what it is, why not believe it is whatever i want it to be.
Why should we apologise or feel guilty about ourselves when we are all personifications of god trying to seek infinite gamut of emotions and experiences possible.
Why stop to untangle a life that unknots itself.
Why torture the heart over secrets our soul already knows.
Why try to fix a fluid world.
Why try to hide from this world what stays unmasked in our soul.
Why try to justify the myriad versions of ourselves.
Why would one judge or control a changing world.
With a battlefield in our mind why expend energy on the outside.
With a handful of moments to his name, man selflessly continues to squander them on the mundane trivia of another's life.
With all our senses shaping perception, can we ever grasp the whole truth — or like the four blind men and the elephant, only hold pieces of it?
With Divinity residing within, the entire cosmos lies at our feet.
With each step into the world of our thoughts we create a different reality.
With Existence in question, Belief becomes a question mark.
With love riding all our senses let us fill hearts with laughter and smiles.
With perceptions being key, it is difficult to question differing viewpoints.
Within every blame hides our own choice and responsibility.
Within the pages of your life the soul writes its story.
Wonder what it will take for us to wake up.
Words are the prism through which we perceive our world.
Words become the markers of our perceptions.
Words can be lethally used for arming or disarming.
Words can only hold the world one sees! for only silence creates the spaces our life needs, to sit in conversation.
Words determine the strength in relationships, silence their depth.
Words form a maze that leads us to silence.
Words give meaning to moments differently in our hearts and minds.
Words help us meet and silence compels to stay.
Words kindle the bonfire of thoughts, needing silence to still its flames.
Words limit the scope of silence.
Words once spoken remain in the ether as someone’s memory.
Words out of our mouth define the spaces between us.
Words spoken at the right time can transform lives.
Words that I say change into words that you hear.
Words transform meanings in hearts and minds.
Words transform the sentence of our life.
Words unless used with compassion, only increase the list of meanings we need to experience for ourselves.
Worries impact people not situations.
Worries neither solve nor change anything at all. Our presence and our care will help all around, including ourselves.
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, it empties today of its strengths.
Worrying makes us walk down the path we want to avoid.
Worrying over an outcome is more devastating than facing the outcome itself.
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