Expressions

As a kid, I played with paper, a makeshift mic in hand, Dreaming of speaking to a vast crowd so grand But when school brought forth extempore topics, a daunting task to face, Yet deep inside, a yearning gloomed , to take the stage with grace. Two years ago, a podcast spoke of a wonderful place A place not for toasting bread, but where your voice find their pace. From trembling start and scripted lines to impromptu talks, Toastmasters led the way Each meeting a therapy, to face the day. "I loved how confiden tly you came and interacted that night " A stranger's kind words, a big boost indeed, Shot up my confidence, no more fear to impede. The people I met, a forever cherished crowd, a perfect blend of understanding, fun, kind and pure. From formal discussions in the meeting room to late-night giggles , my friendship s grew. From strangers to “my go to people”, treasures I found a few. So here I stand, a better s...

Once, I wasn't sure about the spiritual things,  My mind was messy with life's challenges and strings. Then, I found a connection with the divine,  No longer stuck in life's confusing design. Used to think that we control our destiny,  But later, I saw a higher power's supremacy. Questioning that power is not wise,  It leads to anxiety, stress, and life's messy ties. This higher force can take away what we think we can keep, Yet, it gives more than we seek.