Does Anyone Need Someone To Read The First Chapter Of Their WIP/ Book And Receive Honest Feedback?

“It makes me sad waking up alone when there’s someone willing to wake up with me.”

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Thank you note!!

Today while writing this, I am falling short of words, the ink from my quill is overflowing and so is the happiness from my little heart overflowing like the ink. I still can't believe there would be this day when I would wake up to, when I would see that I made it up to 200 followers. Sliding through the ups and downs of this roller coaster ride has been more adventurous than the strait paths I have been walking through. Even at the times, when I felt that I reached the ends of the road and the rest of the path seemed misty and unclear. To knock me up and to lead my way like the fireflies through the clear and unclear paths I have come across, it was just the warmth I felt for that few minutes you spent in reading my piece of work. Thank you so much for being a part of my journey, thank you so much for helping me get back on my foot by liking and sharing what I write. Thank you for being the constant support factors behind the screen. Thank you for following me and finding time to read the small things I put up here. Thank you for everything. Looking forward to more and more love and support to keeping myself alive and my quill to write the same way it has been writing. Thank you so much once again to everyone who has been and not been a part of this great day of my life, for grabbing a huge part of my heart, and for being the reason of the brightest smile I wear today.

Thank you so much.🙏

~Anusree(@soulfullines)

borrowed time

I’m walking up against the wind, this is indeed my borrowed time

the cuffs, the lattice the burning furnace the thorny glade the wired wall

magnitude of malevolence, one tired hand upon another cutting into this air slithering through inadvertently

egress, the high transom window and sight of sunshine

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I’m walking with the wind now, this is no longer borrowed time

the hatchery the abundant cloud the river, the highway the umbilical love

relevance of release into the transformation, the perpetual firelight the significant ease the expanding awareness

all flight, free as feathers

“Before tumblr i was spending the same amount of time on the computer but i seriously cannot recall what i was doing.”

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Jane Austen, from “Pride and Prejudice”

For some reason, I always thought that I would magically stop being shy once I graduated high school, but nope. Turns out shyness isn’t something you grow out of, it’s something you work your way out of.

“Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs.”

— Charlotte Brontë

“There comes a day when you realize turning the page is the best feeling in the world because you realize there was so much more to the book than the page you were stuck on.”

— Zayn Malik

“An atheist cannot be spiritual. But you must understand that even a theist cannot be spiritual. Because an atheist and a theist are not different. One believes there is God, another believes there is no God. Both of them are believing something that they do not know. You are not sincere enough to admit that you do not know, that’s your problem. So theists and atheists are not different. They are the same people putting up an act of being different. A spiritual seeker is neither a theist nor an atheist. He has realized that he does not know, so he is seeking.”

— Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev (via jiteshkhanna)