These two months.

My journey of retrospection comes to pause at this brilliant phase of life. I halt to look back at what I left behind and what I've come to learn from these months, that have already begun to change my life and my process of thinking, as I knew it.

These two months, they've taught me firstly, to let go of a life I imagined..they brought me face to face with an unimaginable plethora of opportunities that were right there all along.

They've taught me to stand up on my own two feet and jump till my fingers can touch the sky.
They've shown me montages of separation, and then showed me paintings, beautiful paintings of reunion.
They've have taught me, finally, to see who stood in the rain without an umbrella, waiting for me to look down and who left at the slightest greying of the skies.
They've shown me that love is not something I can predict, nor something I can stop. And when it did hit me, I realized that it was painless, without expectations, without that pit in the stomach I always felt.
In these two months, I realized that a pair of eyes can see so much, and speak so much without the mouth uttering a word. I also saw the power they had to hold my soul, captivate my senses and pull me into an embrace which left me tingling with it's remains. And sometimes, they speak stories..of a far away land and a light they once lost...
It has shown me that three girls, with nothing much in common, from three very diverse backgrounds could create instant magic whenever they met.
These months have thrown me off balance, pushed me kilometers away from my comfort zone and shown me that my choices can make me, almost every time.
It has proved to me, the love of a family. One bound by blood, and another by mere proximity. It has shown me that both hold great value in a person's life. It has made me realize the importance of a mother's love, a sister's affection and a father's concern. The ingenuity of these relationships are irreplaceable.
It has shown me, that understanding people doesn't take months, years or decades. It takes one moment and one look at that perfect time, and you know you've found a friend for life.
It has shown me that hugs are healers, and any bad mood can be cured by the warmth that it creates.
It has taught me, that teachers can be friends, and good ones at that. And then, it's so much easier to gain anything from someone, who you have some sort of relationship with.
I have learnt to shut my ears from things that have the potential to affect me and clear my eyes from tears that are threatening to fall every now and then.
I have learnt, to hold my tongue, to analyze every little thing that passes through the hallways of my brain before it slips out of the gateway of my mouth.
I have learnt to be courteous, to hold the door for anyone who accompanies me.
I have learnt to be patient, to hold my breath, for things will take their destined course.
I have learnt that there is a certain comfort in living uncomfortably, because that is the true meaning of living.

I am learning, something new everyday, something exciting, something challenging. Something that makes me fall in love with imaging and aesthetics, something that awakens my senses and let's me dream.

I am finding my wings, and I'm finally learning to fly. 

Closer

I won't Try, I won't come any closer I swear
I'll give you, your space To breathe, and all The Time To erase The memory of her
I'll hold my breath Till That fine day, when you decide you're stronger
I'll hold on, I'll keep myself rooted, no Matter how longer
Filling up That empty spot in your heart is not why I'm Holding on
I want To learn of love, love That withstands, love That's so strong
Love That frees your senses, love That gives you inspiration,
The feeling of mad, passionate love, I'm looking for That sensation.
I want To hold you real Tight, and Tell you you'll be fine,
But I'm scared to come any closer, I'm scared To cross That line.
What if its The proximity you don't want,
What If its The sight of me that confuses you.
No, Take your time, I'm stepping back, 
Someday, I hope in me you'll find 
those streaks of red in your walls of black. 

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Gam zeh ya'avor

Like every delicate drop that falls,
From the hands of the little girl,
And every grain of sand that escapes
from her palm, like a bright pearl,

She will learn in time,
that those moments will wait for none
And she will learn that once they pass,
They cannot be undone.

She will see times of Happiness,
of unparalleled joy and trust,
But when she'll want to touch them,
She'll watch them turn to dust

She will dance in the wind,
gently gliding to and fro,
but when the storm comes through,
She'll know to rest her wings, as this will pass too.

All her love and all the strife,
Like other moments that passed her by,  Are but the drops of a larger well,
And when she gazes,
She'll look back inside,
Those moments that passed,
Made her life.


- Written as Narration for 5 shot exercise on the topic 'This too shall pass'