Crazy Minnal ❣️

  Come out!! Come out!!  ⁣⁣ The voices were shouting at the door...Skipping the meal, rushing through a hallway waved at them to wait.. ⁣⁣ Running back to room with the big smile on face,⁣⁣packing her things, ⁣⁣jumping on bed, ⁣⁣dancing with her plushy dolls, ⁣⁣ Toasted a warm bon voyage⁣⁣, to her window, which was always been an escape door; To the sketches and scribblings, which was her way of expressing; To the paintings and posters, which was her way of speech; To the birds on tree, who was her messengers; To the spiders hanging around and to the squirrels, who was her tiny little chatter boxes... ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Waved them all, to the day that finally arrives!! ⁣⁣ The day she made a note on her calendar ; The day that has been waiting since childhood; ⁣⁣ The day where she can be herself; The day she can put a period that has been worrying her; The day that has been waiting for⁣⁣; The day to explore; The day with no more worries ⁣⁣;The day for a change; The day to the opportunities⁣⁣...

Its an another regular day with same sunrise and the bird chirps through window..⁣ Wearing her suffocating corset, maids pulling her hair and laces on the other..⁣. ⁣With added layers of responsibilities she was forced to carry it elegantly and bowed. ⁣In her tangled curly hair the crown was stuck and praised.⁣  Spring went, Summer shown up , ⁣Fall and Winter followed them.⁣ Longingly watching the changes where, mirror in the corner of room shows her unchanging routine !⁣  In the fullness of time, the fogs were cleared, the mountain in a distant came to light. ⁣ ⁣For the first time and forever, Crown was kept aside, pushing her maids away, throwed a tantrum,⁣ ⁣With a shattered mirror and thoughts, cutted all her ties and laces, with the bleeding bare foot started her run towards the Valley..⁣  Climbed the hills, passed through tall grass, where thorns left a mark, crossed the river,⁣ Jumped into the falls, hitted by ocean currents, drowned, drenched,⁣ Uneven paths with ro...

  Beyond time and space,⁣⁣⁣ Am tired of our parallel journeys, ⁣⁣⁣ Its time to start a new one. ⁣⁣⁣ Am from mines'and you from yours' ⁣⁣⁣ Let it be close to Gargantua or ⁣⁣⁣ a tangent to curve - infinitely close.⁣⁣⁣ Let it be thousand light years apart,⁣⁣⁣ Let it be whatever.⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ But if and only if:⁣⁣⁣ It's a chance to meet;⁣⁣⁣ a chance to see; ⁣⁣⁣ a chance to hear;⁣⁣⁣ a chance to touch;⁣⁣⁣ a chance to hold;⁣⁣⁣ a chance to feel;⁣⁣⁣ a chance to love again~⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ I'll take that.⁣⁣⁣ For you, for me, for US.⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ -Keerthi Thirunavukkarasu (@hey_crazy_minnal) 

  For some happiness is in marriage⁣ For some in finding love, for some in sex, for some in connection, for some in talks, for some in people, for some one who cares, for some its on food and dance, little chats and hugs, kisses and so on....⁣ ⁣ Dark clouds, night sky, the gazing of stars, winds of North, smell of rain, the cold hills, warm barks, twined roots, the rusty nest and the hanging tiny spider, damped leaves, humid breath,  mosses around throughout the path...⁣ ⁣ For her its all about wandering through woods, talking to the trees and birds without any destination, without anything to hold onto, untethered lost in wild and sing along bird chirps...⁣ ⁣ Bewitched by mother earth casting spells of love in her way and finding answers wherever she steps, listening to the woods, waving at red little foxes, the smirking crows not bothered her anymore ; with the wand in hand her territory begin.. ⁣ ⁣ Relationships are not meant for her, not for all and not for some of us, she...

  A Little Red Flower!!! ⁣ ⁣ Sun was about to set; Clock striked six ;⁣⁣⁣⁣ Clouds turned grey. Her eyes were Hazel,⁣⁣⁣⁣ With a little curl hair walking in the rain;⁣⁣⁣⁣ Where the sky pours, but not on her! ⁣⁣⁣ With the red little flower⁣⁣⁣ She jumps, dances and wanders like crazy.. ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Her shadow was gone like her smiles..⁣⁣⁣⁣ Waving at everyone where no hands waved her back! ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Mimicking cats and dogs and fighting with birds..⁣⁣⁣⁣ Sticking to the group where no one listens nor replies:⁣⁣⁣⁣ All she had was a red flower in her hand and continued to jump here and there. ⁣⁣⁣⁣ I saw her again, now on the terrace, gave me a company at the middle of the night. ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Five in the morning they were hided, ⁣⁣⁣ No one noticed, until the flower in her hand starts to wither! ⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣Why she wanders? ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Why she waving? ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Why she keeps waiting? ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Why no one listened or replied her back? ⁣⁣⁣⁣ With all those questions, ⁣⁣⁣⁣ walking in the street looked at the sky : ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Stars and the foot...

  When the third eye opens, ⁣ There arise the grudge folded and dumped all over the years jumped out of deep red pit⁣ Thinking of who she was ⁣ Answers to the unworldly things⁣ Risen from Hell; uncontrolled rage and revenge went all the way up⁣ Not in the light but in the dark⁣ Sun is gone moons too down! ⁣ Brightened the night with blazeful souls. ⁣ No to dreams but to nightmares;⁣ No to guilt but to grief;⁣ No place for warmness ⁣ In the castle of ice make sure to be numb to turn the eyes sometimes the heads.. ⁣ Choose eros over agape;⁣ Apathy over empathy;⁣ No more pathetic but ready to make one.⁣ Blood shed cries and howlings are her music,⁣ Greeds are the dice to her game,⁣ Will make sure to pay for the fame,⁣ Swinging between rumours and troubles She will Leech off your soul ⁣ slowly by dragging you in thorns.⁣ To all the No it's now a Yes⁣ Make sure to be paid enough (Karma) ⁣ Coz she is a human in disguise in the World of Cruel...!! ⁣ ~⁣Keerthi Thirunavukkarasu

  When humanity ends the ending begins.⁣⁣ Don't you agree? ⁣⁣ Its all one process of removing dirt. ⁣⁣ She was risen from your sins; enjoys and pay backs your karma. ⁣⁣ Will welcome you to the hell where no one is innocent in this world.⁣⁣ She is just a daughter of devil but you are the master of the orders she do(you do). ⁣⁣ Don't blame me coz I am you !!!⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ ~Keerthi Thirunavukkarasu Picture courtesy : KittyChicha

Wish you were here but running away was the only option I have ⁣⁣left with⁣⁣ To the land of unknowns where ⁣⁣ seas and hills ; skies and stars; ⁣⁣ you and I have a one in a million chance!! ⁣⁣ To meet; to see; to smile;⁣⁣ To hold hands; to gaze⁣ together⁣ To all the bootless errands⁣⁣ To all the days, weeks, months and years that just went in vain while trying out all the combinations, probabilty, permutations what else left rather ended up with scribblings and unsolved questions ⁣⁣ couldn't find the answer nor even the closest approximation of⁣⁣ Our one in a million chance!! ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ ~ Keerthi Thirunavukkarasu⁣⁣ (@hey_crazy_minnal )

  Why it should be always Black ? When it can be Pink..  Why it's supposed to be surrounded by Dark ? When it can be under Daylight..  Why it should be always Sad?  When it can be in Happy...  Would you find it only in Gothics ?? and not in Pastels?  Is that mean it faded away or no longer visible?  Won't you find, if its not Cute; Or would you find only if it's Sick..  Why it should be always vulnerable?  When it can pretend to Resilient..  Why it's soo Cheerful?  When it can be Suicidal too..  More the Cute, more the Sick..  Hided the Pain went in Vain... Hanging on the cliff just for the end..  Why you ignored when you could have saved?? -Keerthi Thirunavukkarasu There is no particular day is needed to speak about "MENTAL HEALTH" but think of a way where we can hold hands together and cherish each other... The World of Yamikawaii (Sick~Cute)