Languages. Poetry. Unheard.Vulnerable. Understood.

and a cliché conclusion

What is the origin of languages ? Why is a particularly designed line called an alphabet? Why is ‘A’ written as ‘A’ and not ‘/’ or ‘_’ ?

I feel like humans create and destruct practically everything.

How is it that one fine day a random person decided that there is something that will be called a letter. Letters will together make the alphabet which will not only help you express but also carefully, silently, intimidatingly enter the dreaded realm of Mathematics. Languages are wonderful. It’s interesting to think of how people feel the same, yet express differently. How these 26 letters give rise to so many poignant combinations that somehow tinkle a string inside one’s heart.

( Trust me, if the blog is not making sense by the first two paragraphs, read some more. It will.)

{I’m spilling random light thoughts before the heavy ones}

I’m a big fan of poetry and I wrote my first poem in grade 4, along the idea of dreams and floating and something of that sort, for a school magazine.

It got rejected and “conclusion required” was written over it. It resonated with me, not with the editor maybe and its fine. It’s crazy how the same words and same sentences can mean different stuff to different people. It made me reflect on how I didn’t agree with and didn’t finalize certain poems which were submitted by students for the magazine. (I was the editor of my school magazine this time{Life had come a full circle, in a way} Despite all that, I hope the poem I disagreed with, resonated with someone and I didn’t crush a child’s dream of writing, by not forwarding it to get finally published.

We as humans, with varied emotions, expressions, and experiences, change the meaning and essence behind words and sentences as per our wishes. Perhaps that’s the whole idea behind metaphors.

Despite so many words, so many ears and so many voices, one thing that nudges almost everyone’s life is not being heard. There is a sadness in not being heard as much as you want to be. It comes out as anger, frustation and god! so many ugly feelings. Everyone says “silence speaks louder than words,” but do you know what speaks louder? ‘Words.’ Actual words which no one wishes to hear until all that is left is silence. Not a good ‘self- introspection’ kind of silence but the one that is a storm brewing within.

Everybody listens, but do you get heard? do you feel understood?

I sometimes want to write under a pen name, hide my most vulnerable and raw words, my true self, behind a fake name. There’s a certain apprehension when it comes to truly expressing how I feel on a public platform, as a blog. It roots solely in the fact that this would be read by people who’ll maybe guess what they did, if the writeup was about them,(even though it was not directed at anyone) and then again in my mundane lifestyle, I would have to face them, but would I be able to? knowing that they aptly and most closely, most probably, know how and what I truly feel. It takes so much courage to be vulnerable. So much gut.

here are a few unrelated thoughts that run in my mind, maybe you’ll like what you read ahead, maybe you won’t. But all that counts is perhaps amongst my few readers there are some people who will actually hear me.

I think I know why we close open doors.

To close off the feeling of vulnerability that comes with open doors.

The fact that 'the people outside' can peek into my abode. The closest of my feelings.

And I am not courageous enough to open the door.

If everyone is so scared to be vulnerable then do we really know who people are? Who are the people we spend so much time with when they are alone? Are they their truest self when no one is watching or are they open enough to let everyone in, inside their true slice of life, in general?

As humans we have the tendency to judge people too fast. Sometimes we make up our mind about some people and forever look at them from that tainted or glorified perspective. It is often due to the lack of hearing, lack of understanding where that person is coming from which causes this reaction. Humans are wonderful creatures with so many experiences, thoughts, beliefs and what not. It is only when we try to stay vulnerable,not judge but hear and understand one another that we can be called our truest self and collective harmony can be created in the society as well as within ourseleves only then.

TL;DR as cliché Instagram or Pinterest posts would put it:

STAY VULNERABLE, STAY UNDERSTANDING, DON’T JUDGE TOO FAST, REPEAT👍

Until next time

Janhavi:)

Bonus content:
some of my favourite writeups

That’s all for now, bye<3