“The Magic Of Detachment” - By Devyani Konkati of BSC BTCFS Second Year

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We all are woven into a tapestry of emotions, fears and expectations, while each thread pulling us in different directions. This is the journey of me barbering these threads and enchanting the path of letting go.

Relationships were the most inevitable and tangled problems of my life. It was easy to build one, but it was very difficult to let it go. 

Growing up I never understood Elsa’s “let it go”, but once I realised how easy detachment was, and the peace which I got from it, I was the happiest version of myself. I slowly understood, that detachment is not just cutting people off from my life, but to get over them and fill the void of expectations with reality. 

“How did I detach?”, you may ask. As I see it, the toil of detachment doesn’t lie in the reason of it. However, it lies in the hassle of accepting that we must let go of that bond or person for our own good. Now, “What made me teach myself detachment?”, you may ponder. If I’m being perfectly honest to this question, I am clueless of what taught me this tiny powerful skill. Perhaps, it was me endlessly waiting to have their presence on my D-days, to feel included in those pointless discussions, to make silly hangout plans for fun, or just to get a mere call back or reply. All of it had blinded me with expectations from everyone, be it my parents, or my so called friends, or even possibly my secret crush. Amid this chaotic symphony of life, all of it humbled me to being enough for myself, to recognise those who truly reciprocated my efforts, and those who ne’er incipient a void to begin with. 

It was the transformative phase which went from ‘expecting’ to ‘accepting’, during which I was able to accept, that everything and everyone had their own stories, and so did I. The stories which led me here, and the stories which I had to let go, to be here. The journey of detachment was indeed painful, yet it dropped me at a serene oasis of inner peace, where I could embrace vulnerability and admire the beauty of impermanence. It gave me the immunity to leave behind, the shackles of complexities, live life independent from the ties of world, and giving myself the closure and the love I deserve. Neither I brought anything when I came here, nor will I take anything from here while going back. Instead, I will try to cherish what I will go through, with all my heart, and let it go when it’s the right time. 

“Mirror of Failure” - By Swaroop Kanwar of BA Final Year 

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It showed me the way,

The way I was searching for since my sixteens,

It enlarged my capabilities

To acquire, what I desire.

The more times I hunted

For a reflection of me in it,

The more it constructed,

The perfection in me.

All my cannot’s flipped into can’s,

And success was clearly visible,

Cause that was the queer mirror of failure,

Which paved my way towards victory.

Only mirror which shatters,

And gives more clarity,

Without it success is pale,

It lets me narrate a story worth telling.

It never extolled me,

Cause it wanted to challenge me,

My mind baffled with queries,

But it made me face the world with erect spine.

I pondered, why was it so cruel?

But gradually I realised,

It was that wave, which

Took two steps back to raise more high.

I brooded when I faced it,

But who knew that it was the one,

Who was the intermediator,

Connecting me and success.

“Trust” - By Ch.Thanuja of BA Final Year

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It broke when she said–

I won’t beat you.

It broke when they said–

You can relax after.

It broke when you said–

Forever with you.

Then I realized,

It broke when I heard the word–

Trust..

Trust is essential in any relationship. But trust someone to a limited extent, where you can’t lose trust on yourself, your life and even trust itself. 

“Broken” - By M.Sanjana of MZC Final Year 

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When emptiness fills up

Your heart and soul, that's broken.

When you never try to bring back

Your pieces into place, that's broken. 

When an unpleasant experience

Keeps haunting you day and night, that's broken.

When surrounded by people, and

Yet feel lonely, that's broken.

When your tears slowly become invisible and dry up,

But your heart still cries, that's broken. 

When your soft-kind heart,

Turns into rock-solid stone, that's broken. 

When your heart seeks solace,

Yet fails to find it, that's broken.

When your childhood toys

No more makes you smile, that's broken.

When you start staying away from your family,

Which was your whole world, that's broken.

When you distance yourself

From all the positive vibes, that's broken.

When your real smile

Is replaced by a fake one, that's broken.

When your soul

Desires death, that's broken.