The Bliss Of Blogging…Just For Spreading My Creative Wings

Faith in words & emotions

Blogging can be fun when you don’t have any specific goals, when you can smile at yourself with the thought…Oh! Today’s post is still in a limbo.

Blogging opens magnificent avenues of communication and conversation if you can play with words.

Blogging nurtures our thoughts and ideas and can be creative as well as cathartic.

Blogging introduces us to like-minded persons whom we may not have met but there develops a bonding beyond friendship.

This friendship is strengthened with words…words that define us, that introduce us to each other, that lift us out of the mundane into our splendid world of imagination.

I am holding back today’s scheduled post as I am basking in the glory of one such blogger friend.

There was a time when my blog was more like a ghost villa, my own words wandering here and there aimlessly, always smiling at each other.

They were the friendly ghosts, waiting to welcome, to befriend warm-hearted writers who could appreciate the humble efforts of an aspiring artist who loved to paint with words, who carried emotions on her sleeve and could only write poetry.

Little did she know that this genre is no longer read and more so in the blogosphere, which held pro bloggers in high esteem.

She started writing prose too, learnt to elaborate on ideas albeit poetry remained her favorite form of writing.

Slowly the ghost villa got lit up with wonderful blogger friends, poets and authors whose brilliance sparkles on the pages of Emotional Shadows in the form of their reflections that they share.

I value each one of you and would like to express my gratitude for being here. I cherish your friendship and support and look forward to an emotional bonding, which gets stronger with time.

Today’s words of appreciation are inspired by one such author friend Joe Perrone Jr. who even invited me over to his own blog. I am thrilled beyond words and would like you to join me in my moments of delight.

Please click on the following link to walk out of the shadows into the glow of my friend’s brilliance:

https://joetheauthor.wordpress.com/2016/04/23/out-from-the-shadows-and-into-your-heart/

HAPPY READING. Please share your views. Thank you

Balroop Singh.

When Darkness Overwhelms…

When darkness overwhelms

My blogger friend Joe Perrone recently asked me whether I have written any fiction. This is my answer to his question:

An excerpt from the book I hope to finish one day:

This was my haven, my little island of solace where I could talk to myself. It was not always so soothing as in this dark room I have spent many hours, all alone, weeping, wishing and praying. I have spent many days thinking…what was my fault, why was I blamed, why was I slapped. I have often cursed myself for offending others.

I looked out of the little window to see some light. I craved for company, a friend, a loving person who could answer my questions. It was at such times that I tried to analyze people with my little and limited thinking. The world appeared to be a cruel place, emotions seemed quite useless and ‘love’ was just a hollow word. How could those girls, my so called friends, say they loved their mom!

I couldn’t understand what is love, as I had never seen it. What I had seen was yelling and intimidation. Fear was a very familiar emotion and I got so close to it that it steeled me. This strength was building up with the kind of atmosphere I lived in. I didn’t share my hurts with anybody. I became an introvert. I could never be comfortable in the company of friends.

A day came when I lost all sense of time I spent in this room. It ceased to be dreadful as I made friends with those bare walls that terrified me. I liked being there, away from those insensitive people around me, pretending to be my well wishers, my so called parents, one of whom was always absent and the other always in rage.Darkness quote

I started enjoying those punishments in the dark room. I would hide my color pencils in some corner to enjoy my time in a fruitful manner. I stopped weeping and cursing myself. I invented new games of using my color pencils as candles to decorate my imaginative house. I learnt to smile and refused to be sad just because certain people took pride in disciplining me in their own manner.

If I emerged smiling out of this room, two of my bullish brothers would frown, wondering what gave that vitality to my cheeks! They mocked at me for having missed the regular play hour and I had a lot of homework to finish. Learning the tables took most of my time and I hated them.

Even this dark room could not stay with me for long. We moved out of that house into a brand new big house. Now we had our own rooms and there was no dark room. I knew all my friends abandoned me, probably I was what I had been branded to be – ill-fated!

I loved this new home, the fragrance of new paint and wood. I could experience the friendship of all the nooks and crannies that I explored the very first day I stepped into this house. It cherished my dreams, cushioned my lonely moments, provided solace to my disappointments, gave shape to my adventures and inspired me to aspire high.

Every wall was a supporting shelter, how much I could share my thoughts with them, silently! But I could never forget that dark room, which taught me how to dream.

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©Balroop Singh.

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Why Are Some People More Emotional And Lovable?

Emotional intensity

Emotions rule the world…all emotional fools think so and I considered myself to be the one till I stumbled upon the research that recognizes ‘emotional intensity’ to be an authentic part of human brain.

These reflections are a consequence of tumultuous emotional phase that I have crossed successfully… emotions have been reigning over me for over a month now and I have understood why this space that I call my haven has been named ‘Emotional Shadows.’

However hard I try to push those shadows away, they keep on lingering, they come in various forms and always win me over to look at each situation from an emotional angle.

Probably I am born with a special streak, emotional aspects move me more than others albeit I am always searching for the reasons, which seem to be embedded somewhere in my DNA or my past.

Why are some people more emotional?

Why do some people get emotionally charged and others remain tranquil in the most challenging situations?

Scientists have found an answer to emotional intensity and responsiveness. Highly sensitive people are not abnormal and immature as they are dubbed to be! It is a ‘pattern of brain activation.’

They are extremely tuned to their environment due to an inherent trait called sensory processing sensitivity. (SPS) This trait is associated with their behavior and reactions.

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  • More aware
  • More understanding
  • Self-motivated
  • Highly expressive
  • Intuitive
  • Instinctive
  • Easily perturbed

They experience the world in a different manner. They could be gifted with some special qualities, which surface when they feel loved.

They are extremely endearing and engaging. Only those who come closer to understand them can really appreciate them.

They are loved because of their emotional intensity, which can be discerned in their demeanor and conversation.

They find joy in little events:

Since emotions rule them, they can derive delight from insignificant events like running into an old acquaintance or a visit to their childhood home. Their attachments define them and they love to spend time in the past, reliving those moments and refreshing the memories.

They possess a passion for learning:

They dive headlong into every new activity that interests them. Age doesn’t dissuade them as they ride on the emotional wings of hope. Whatever they take up, they put their heart and soul into completing that task, without caring for the perils that they might encounter.

For them, all dreams are real:

They can never get deterred by the warnings and hazards rather get stimulated by them. They focus on their dreams with the same emotional intensity as their love for relationships, which are extremely important for them. They offer their best and expect the world to be good and kind.

Positive power drives them:

They may be having their dark moments but they don’t get frustrated easily as a unique positive energy within them makes them ride those dark horses to gallop away into the world they love to dwell in. Positivity is the hallmark of their personality. They possess the power to inspire others.

Emotionally sensitive people exhibit their emotions with pride and that eventually becomes their strength. They do not believe in hiding their sentiments and that is why they are lovable…only if you appreciate emotions!

Emotionally strong

“Never apologize for being sensitive or emotional.
Let this be a sign that you’ve got a big heart and aren’t afraid to let others see it. Showing your emotions is a sign of strength.” – Brigitte Nicole

Are you emotionally more sensitive than expected? I would love to hear your views.

Thank you for reading this. Your support is immensely appreciated.

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Balroop Singh.

Looking Beyond

Looking beyond the roadblocks

Our path may lead us to make us unique
Yet we have to bridge that distance
To find our sacred space
A space that springs solace
So that the weary traveler finds a place
To rejuvenate, to reflect, to race…
 
The roadblocks may scare us
Yet we have to revive
The art of wisdom within
The light, the insight, which only gleams
When our heart aligns with our head
 
We learn to see beyond little achievements
We learn to know ourselves
We discover the harmony only
To fathom the depth of our aspirations
Our dreams, which lingered…
 
If they have waited behind the drapes
Are they worth pursuing?
We need to ponder…
If they couldn’t ignite the light within
Are they pertinent at twilight?
 
When afterglow lingers long…
The emotional capital that demands debt
The fading glow that yearns for upsurge
The frozen emotions that crave to thaw
The weary eyes that ache to sleep!
 
Sleep…the eternal bliss, the only antidote
Sleep…the delightful dreamy domain
Of all apprehensions, of all detachments
Sleep…the inevitable reality of life!
 
I’ll wake up in another land… of hopes
I look forward to living again
This time with renewed fervor and freedom
Promising myself to follow unfulfilled aspirations.
© Balroop Singh.

You can click on Sublime Shadows of Life by Balroop Singh to read more such poems.

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