The Unfathomed

Gentle Reminders | Healing | Art and Purpose | Mindful Living | Self-Care and Growth

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With deepest sympathy, a Wildfire

And I wonder how empty you must be

that you spend nights envying me

and pass days wishing me ill

How intimidating is my broken

that even without my presence or my touch

it makes the ground of your perfect crumble

My kind heart wishes you nothing but the strength 

to gracefully walk those hard grounds of acceptance

I wish you nothing but the ability to heal 

from those bruises of your sad reality


It is truly sympathetic to see

how powerless you feel under the weight of your perfection

and eye a mess like me

who is thriving despite having her world shattered

who is not just content but brimming

despite her flaws

Here’s a piece of advice for you—

Envy is a disease, you must know

And clinging to it so tightly

When it originates from an endless entity like me,

When the source of it is a wild, reckless creature like me,

Will make you desperate and leave you crippled 

It will eat you away and destroy you in ways you fail to understand

It will leave you craving for the false and make you chase the ugly

It will push you to fantasize the idea of destruction

Something a woman like me is born out of 


My sympathies to your insecurities

but I will never cage my light

For the world knows it comes from the wildest of places

And flows in the purest of forms


My reality is the truth you’ll have a hard time to ingest, I understand

And my heartfelt apology for the havoc I create

But I can’t dim my shine

I refuse to disrespect my fire


So listen to my whispers

Pay heed to these gentle threats

And for the love of God,

don’t come too near 

Because the truth is

To the game of flames

I bring a goddamn wildfire

The Unfathomed

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Find the courage to do it selflessly first

We all are trying to find ourselves. We’ve been doing it for a long time, aren’t we? But the search never ends and after all this time, if not completely, we understand ourselves at least a little. We know what we crave, what drives us and makes us feel alive.
But sadly, after every realization and revelation, we always seem to encounter a huge wall. It divides our dream life from reality and boy it sure stands tall and strong. We all try to break it now and then but get tired and give up.
Today, let’s try to build a tunnel or maybe just a little hole to see what lies on the other side. Here’s how—
Think of that one thing that makes you feel alive, the thing you crave for and dream to do for the rest of your life. Now, before worrying about whether or not you can get something out of it, pause and feel it. Before you start to anticipate if you can make a career out of it, feel grateful for the possibility of it and delight in it.
Because to do what you love for the rest of your life, you first need to find the courage to do it selflessly—without any expectations or doubts, with no if’s and but’s, no planning, no second thoughts, no overthinking and no barriers.
You don’t see it but I do—while you are wasting days doubting your passion, ignoring you calling, stifling those urges and taking it for granted, your passion is getting tired of you. It, too, can feel weary constantly fighting to make its way out in this world through you. Understand that whatever makes you feel alive is real and when left neglected despite its several attempts to show you who you are or who you can be, it begins to fade and there’ll be no one but you to blame. It can grow tired of waiting for you to do something about it. It’ll lack the strength to carry your burden of excuses—those that take shape in the form of societal standards, insecurities, hurdles, and all that’s stopping you from reaching out to it and embracing it. And over time, the things that stir your heart and make you feel alive will leave you. As it all begins to fade, you begin to feel lifeless. You will then feel numb, alone and dead without your passion. Look around you and you will see living examples of this—tired faces with sad eyes, regrets of not taking a chance at what makes them happy buried inside their chest, minds resembling trash cans full of meaningless chaos, it has happened to many people and it’ll happen to many more but we always have the choice to take a different road, we always have the power to be an exception.
I repeat, spend years ignoring and doubting the spark in you and it’ll vanish. Spend a few pure moments every day guarding and fueling it selflessly, it’ll grow into a wildfire. On days you fail to feed it and fall victim to the coldness of the world, it’ll still burn and keep you warm.
So take it from a girl who dared to love her passion selflessly, who adored every mistake she made along the way, who did not seek validation or waited for someone else to tell her she can do it and who, like an innocent child, trusted her passion with all her heart and like a mother, protected it with all her might—IT IS WORTH EVERYTHING.
And here’s a little something for you to help you get started—
Before preparing to paint a masterpiece, paint as you did in kindergarten. Before planning to write a book, write like you are writing in your personal journal—unabashedly and messily. Before trying to compose sensational tunes, hum like you breathe music and sing in showers. Before planning to run a marathon, run like you are running along the beach on a Sunday morning.
Before you make big plans for the future, adore your passion. Feed it to your soul and you will see it seeping through your pores.
And amidst all this, don’t forget to take time to celebrate the small victories.
Before you begin to work toward the life of your dreams, feel and acknowledge the ‘now’. The present moment and small achievements are just as precious as your end goal.
This space you are in right now is just yours and this time you are spending trying to figure out the mess is your awakening. It’ll all make sense, trust it.

Love and light,

Nandini, The Unfathomed

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Life isn’t hard, people in it are. So stop blaming life for the mess people create.

Life isn’t hard, people in it are. Life doesn’t hurt you, people in it do. Life isn’t unfair to you, people and situations are.

Life isn’t beating you down, it is in fact always there for you, kind enough to keep you breathing.

Life isn’t what’s around you, it is what is inside of you—your breath, your heartbeat, the blood running through your veins, the strength in your limbs and that voice in you, that’s life.

So stop blaming life for things people do. Stop giving up on ‘life’ because of the actions of others. Get rid of this misconception that people, things or situation destroyed your life.

Nobody can do that, they can only mess your present. You need to realize that time is always ticking and that present quickly becomes the past.

Too bad, you continue to treat it as present and keep their wrongdoings alive in your head.

Hell, you even feed those memories and use it as an excuse to justify your present situation.

Are you even aware of human power?

Do you know what you are capable of?

Do you have any idea what potential lies in you or how powerful your mind is?

No, you don’t. Because if you did, you wouldn’t be using its powers to run in circles, you wouldn’t be ruminating over past events and dragging it into your present or planning to push it into your future.

As powerless as past events, actions of others and situations can be, the scary thing is you are someone who is utterly capable of destroying your own life.

You will do it with pride and distribute the blame among everything that happened in that small stretch of time that broke you, you will blame one event but fail to see that you are the one who is responsible for dragging it throughout life.

Bad things that happen to you can’t end your life, but sadly, you can. You are the only one holding the deadly weapon, you have the power to end it and it’s pathetic if you are abusing it.

Stop treating your life like a joke, stop taking it for granted, stop feeling crippled because when life actually starts to get away from you, you will die even before it leaves you.

When your body starts to give up on you, when these lungs no longer want to breathe air in you, when your limbs get tired of waiting for you to do something with your life, you will know what pain really is.

You will know the difference between a lesson and real pain but it will be too late. Cling to those burdens, and life will give up on you. Remember this.

Love,

The Unfathomed

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You are constantly in the state of becoming — remember this

“You are constantly in the state of becoming — remember this”

The next time you feel like you’re breaking, remind yourself that you are breaking through something, that you are transforming into something strong and beautiful.

Like many beautiful things, your transformation too goes unnoticed but remember that it is there — now and always. You don’t need anyone to notice your growth, appreciate your strength or applaud your bravery — No, you don’t need anyone to witness your evolution in order for you to believe in it. The one you see in the mirror every morning is witnessing it all and you can find solace in that truth. The one undergoing transformation will tell you all the stories and remind you of the strength of character you’ve developed and grace you’ve embodied all along. The body you stare at in the mirror, the one you tried too hard to change but instead learned to love and accept will tell you everything you need to know; the confidence oozing from your fiery eyes, the shine on your flushed cheeks after you killed that last set and screamed through that last rep, the sweet pain in your muscle and the calmness in your mind — all of these will tell you who you are becoming, they’ll whisper and talk and howl, you only need to listen and believe it all.

Pain doesn’t lie, growth doesn’t lie, your heart doesn’t lie and neither will your body. You can’t say the same for people around you, the voices surrounding you or the eyes staring at you but you can always rely on yourself to see and tell the truth. So next time you think you are hurting, know that you are transforming; the next time you are crumbling, know that your heart is settling and making a home in itself, the next time you find yourself doubting your capabilities, know that your will power is strengthening and getting ready for something challenging, the next time you feel you’re breaking, know that you are in fact, becoming.

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Do you remember how you learned to walk?

To reach those welcoming arms, you believed in yourself and followed those voices and claps around you, you had a huge grin on your face, eyes stuck on that person calling you even when your tiny legs shook and you stumbled. You fell to the ground but your eyes stayed stuck on that person, those arms you wanted to reach. You laughed it off and mindlessly got up with a smile. You started to walk with the same spirit. You didn’t worry about the fall. 

You simply believed in yourself and in the process because you knew no other way. You trusted the unknown and tried this new thing that is ‘walking’ without fear and believed you’ll figure it all out along the way. You were excited. You didn’t worry about what you’ll get out of it or if it’ll even be worth it

You just went for it because you wanted to. 

No second thoughts, no overthinking, no barriers, no doubts.

Do that every day and in everything because, in matters of life, you’re still a kid and will always be one. That’s the beauty of it, the universal truth. Until your last breath, you are and will always be on the path to learning new things and we all know that learning involves failing. Don’t try so hard to be an adult in such situations and don’t crave to have it all figured out in advance.

Don’t focus on the ultimate solution, the reward, the end goal. Don’t try so hard to have it all figured out. Just focus on the next step, next effort, next action and have faith.

Don’t let fear cripple you.

Choose blind faith kid, you’re doing great.

—Nandini                                                                                                    

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Come here, I’ll show you what it takes to build a castle—a safe place for not just yourself but for others too.

Don’t be so proud of the toy fort you’ve built in your bedroom, the fort you whine in when it gets dark. Stop damaging others because you fail to carry the weight of it all on your own. Come here, I’ll show you what it takes to build a castle—a safe place for not just yourself but for others too. I’ll show you what true strength looks like, what ugly scars one has to bear and what it takes to not bleed on others. 

Don’t call yourself strong unless you know what true warriors are made of and how they rise out of burdens and heaps of pain with grace, how they choose kindness and not bitterness or resentment,  I’ll show you how they transform and not change. Warriors and strong people aren’t those who are ruthless, they don’t destroy, they don’t change into someone insensitive. They are angels those who break and burn but still share innocent smiles, who struggle but never use it as an excuse for their behavior, who bleed but never taint others, who lead by example, who learn from the pain and choose to protect and help those on the same journey. Warriors are those who live for something larger than themselves. They aren’t selfish, they don’t sit in comfort of their beds being uncaring, seeing everything and everyone as a threat, protecting themselves from all possible dangers. They get out and make the world a better place, they keep things real and don’t go begging for rewards. They don’t crave validation from others. They don’t seek appreciation for getting out of the rut they so willingly got themselves in. They don’t turn a blind eye to the needs of others, they don’t put on a façade, envy, backstab or ill-advise. They never use pain as an excuse. 

Don’t call yourself a fighter if all you do is proudly wallow in self-pity and rewind misfortunes. Don’t expect care and pampering if you only know how to take and never wish to give anything back. Don’t sting others with the poison of what life had bought for you. Because if you do, you will be left with nothing but tales of your misfortune—laced with the false pride you nurtured—choking you. Wait for it to happen and you will be left with no one and nothing to help breathe air in you. 

—Nandini

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The hope for revival of a beautiful past doesn’t sit well with the desire of a marvellous future.

“Do you want to keep it burning or kill it? You need to pick one. The uncertainty is keeping you stuck. It is holding you back” she wrote, with hands quivering and eyes blurry.

Her mind and heart were at war, once again. She was trying to make sense of the recurring emotions and decided to write it all down. Torn between the strength of her mind and the sensitivity of her heart, she knew she can no longer carry the weight of both; she didn’t need to.

The hope for revival of a beautiful past doesn’t sit well with the desire of a marvellous future. So the time was near and she could no longer live for both. As difficult as it seemed, she also knew it was necessary. As sensitive as the heart was, it was also brave.

“We’ve been through worse, we’ll get through this as well. Let’s get done with this, once and for all. Please give up,” She whispered to herself.

Even the thought of it stung and filled her heart with the familiar ache. Like a little girl clutching onto her favorite doll, refusing to throw it away although it was heavy and dirty and bruised and broken, her heart ached at the thought of letting it go.

It felt like a defeat; giving up felt like a defeat. The thought of freedom and the idea of a new life felt like a crime. She sat there in silence; her heart weeping and getting ready for what’s coming.

She mourned the losswith her heart, but also feared the power of her mind. She had faith in both. So strong was her will, once set something aflame, she knew there was no going back. She made a choice. She chose herself; her well-being and threw everything that caused her pain in the burning fire.

Drawing a deep breath and wiping those tear-stained cheeks, she lit the darkroom alight.

“Some sins taste so sweet but it is now time to burn and begin,” she smiled and set the pages on fire 🔥

From the series people, poetry & purpose

Love & light,

Nandini 💕

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Just begin — let time replace fear with faith

We are always one decision away from a completely different life but we are also several thousand thoughts and plenty of actions away from it.

Nandini

As powerful as the term ‘transformation’ sounds, it requires you to be utterly vulnerable. It requires you to take accountability for your actions. It requires you to be brutally honest with yourself. It took me a long time to realize that if I want something, the only way to get it is to work for it. I learned that life is all about pushing yourself to do things that reveal your true potential, all whilst not feeling like you’re doing too much. The most effective way to create the life you want is to just begin, I realized.

Whatever it is — great income, good physique, better mental health, secure future, adventure — just begin. You will give up, you will fail but in moments like those, learn to rest, not quit. Working hard for something you want, for the vision you have of yourself and your life, isn’t a burden but an opportunity and a blessing. Your effort toward building something great isn’t a punishment and it shouldn’t make you feel miserable. Stop telling yourself it’s all too much and you deserve an easy life. No. You can have the easy life but you don’t want it, that’s the very reason you are restless and always looking for something that’s beyond the ordinary. It’s a sign that you are made of extraordinary and this journey you are on is your way of finding yourself. Stop treating yourself like you deserve to be where you are right now because the truth is if you deserved it, you wouldn’t be aspiring to be something else, you wouldn’t be dreaming of something more — that’s the sign of bravery and it is proof that you have something most don’t. There are so many like you who feel the same, see the same and are working toward everything they believe is theirs; learn from them, help them, learn from their mistakes, get inspiration from their success, stay close to their energy.

Do whatever you can while you still have time, while you still have a voice, while you still have strength in your limbs. There is always a choice and I hope you choose wisely. The voices inside your head will try to hold you back, you will give yourself new excuses every day and that’s how it is with everyone. It’s no secret that we hold ourselves back even before anyone else does. It’s normal. It’s human nature. But there are always exceptions and this world is full of them.
Just take the first step and stay there until you overcome the fear. Stay there until the fear is replaced with faith. Once you begin, you won’t know how to move ahead, you will feel overwhelmed and uneasy, you will feel like giving up on that idea every single day but you will also learn to get past those feelings. You will find your way out and you will be proud. Your mind isn’t enemy if you try to understand it and try to teach it something new. Create new patterns, make new habits, do everything that you need to do to convince yourself that you are not meant for the mundane life. Refuse to give up and will learn something new, every single day.

Until next time!

Love & light,

Nandini

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Your Story Matters

Your story matters. Yes, it does. It does because you are living, evolving, barely surviving, thriving, breaking, learning, healing, mending and doing several other things — all at once. Take a moment to ponder about how fascinating it is that you are everything at once. With every passing day, you are embodying everything life has to offer, experiencing everything life throws at you, nurturing yourself by bravely accepting all that makes you grow. It’s all happening every day and you’re so in sync with it.

It’s astonishing how you are embracing everything so gracefully—the everyday hustle, the moments of comfort and satisfaction that seldom seem to come at a great expense, conditions that turn your world go upside down, consequences that leave you feeling helpless, days that make you feel heavy, cold nights that make you feel empty, struggles that mature you, heartbreaks that take away innocent parts of you, ache in your heart that reminds you of your old-self, empty pockets teaching you lessons on compromise and hunger, hollow heart pricking at your conscious begging for you to fill it with something and your constant struggle to figure out how to do that, the realities of world continually challenging your belief system, actions of others threatening your peace, situations that are making you question your worth, phases that are making you question your existence, noises that are causing you to break mentally, everyday failures that cause you to lose faith, the hustle that is leaving you tired to the bone.

Ah! The endless battle you are fighting so bravely. How bravely you wade through it all. How boldly you rise. How gracefully you accept failures, learn from them and grow. How gracefully you hold it all together even when you have every reason to let go. How beautiful, empowering and real your story is, I wish you could see, I hope you could believe and know.

What you just read is something that resonates with everyone. Yes, it does. I bet 9 out of 10 people who just read this could relate to it because they’ve lived through it. It is funny how we often lose hope and feel weak because we believe life is hard just for us, that life is unfair to us, that there is no point in trying, that there is no point in surviving hardships and even worst, believing that life is easy for others and using it as an excuse to stay stuck.

Show this piece of writing to anyone you know and I bet every person who reads this will tell you they’ve gone through it all. It is about time we stop believing life is unfair to us and start with a fresh perspective. However, the purpose of me writing this is not to persuade you into believing that you aren’t alone or that we’re all in this together but simply to tell you that YOUR STORY MATTERS.

Reason being, I’m utterly fascinated with stories I hear and by this, I don’t mean the ones I read in books but the ones I hear from people I know — common people’s life story is what fascinates me. Stories of everyone around me intrigue me. Although I only know parts of their lives, I often feel their story is worth something. I tried keeping it all in, hoping my fascination (or should I rather say obsession) will end but the more people I meet the more I feel the urge to show them what a miracle they are. I want to write about people. Yes, right now, this is exactly what I want to do. I’m not sure about the future but in the current phase of my life, I want to fuel this fascination of mine and write stories — unedited, unfinished, clumsy, inspiring yet beautiful real-life stories of people. Stories of people I know closely, not so closely, acquaintances, about every beautiful being I have/had an encounter with.

It’s no secret that I like posting raw first drafts of my writings and now, it is exhilarating for me to visualize how beautiful it will be to write, appreciate and share raw stories of people I know.

Before I end this post, here’s something I want to say—Everything we go through shapes us into who we are truly meant to be, it pushes us to explore our potential and through it all, this simple thing called life takes us on a roller coaster ride where we confront several complex things, people and feeling and learn lessons from them with fervor and grace. We read stories of success and failure online, in books and newspapers; about people who made it to the top and about those who lost everything and turned into dust but what about the stories that surround us, the ones that are simple yet extraordinary. Why do they often go unnoticed? And what about your own story?

I’m writing this because I know it in my heart that every story is worth something and that every story matters.

All I ask of you is to believe that your story matters.

As much as I’m dying to write real-life stories, I also respect everyone’s privacy and wouldn’t do it without their consent.

So this is an open invitation (a request, in fact) to everyone I know and to everyone who knows me, will you allow me to write about you and bring your story to light?

If yes, kindly reach out to me and I’d be more than happy to even be a mere narrator of your beautiful journey.

Love & light,

Nandini

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Fighting Injustice and Crimes – We DON’T need AWARENESS, We need ACTION.

Get OFFLINE. You cannot make a real difference by hitting those like, comment or share buttons. If we can’t stand injustice and crib about these malicious acts growing around us, we need to get off our asses and do something. Ask questions, get answers that have an actual outcome and act. Is posting on social media going to make a difference? Will ranting about rapists on Instagram story help a girl child feel safe? NO. The audience you are targeting is well-educated. You sharing your views of do’s and don’ts is not reaching the right people. Those who are sick in the head won’t hear you through Instagram stories and there is no need for you to get them to hear or understand you anyway. The focus is on the victims and those surrounding them. While many are trying to protect women by protesting and fighting, maybe some of us can focus on those who are already affected. What about those who survived it, the families that lost a daughter, the sister whose brother turned out to be a rapist, the women whose husband raped her and tried to kill her but was rescued, the child who saw her mother burn herself alive — they’re all victims too. You can’t stop something from happening but you can at least make things better for someone who has/is enduring that trauma. You never know which victim will turn out to be another Malala or Oprah, you never know who’ll go on set an example and be wildly influential to little girls. I know it’s a never-ending list but with the number of people showing hate and opposing like the behavior of criminals online these days, I think many of these victims can be helped. Their faith in humanity can be restored and their lives can be made normal again. I know this sounds off topic because we’re all too focused on stopping injustice but the truth is words don’t mean anything until backed with actions. Sometimes we can’t save everyone but we can teach a few to save themselves. So instead of venting out on social media and hoping to make a difference, get out and do something that’ll actually make a difference.

Find a group of kids and educate them on simple matters like respect, equality and the real meaning of masculinity. Find a group of women and inspire them to raise their kids with the right values and morals. Find a group of adults and have discussions on what can be done. Trust me, the probability of this bringing a change is much higher than a few lines written on any social media platform. I’ve said it once, I’ll say it again, with social media posts you are targeting the WRONG AUDIENCE. Find a pattern and act on it. Educate those who don’t have the privilege of using social media for knowledge or even lack the resources to attend school. I’m writing this because I’m tired of these countless posts and stories showing up on my account about crime and social injustice. Next time I see someone ranting about a minor’s rape case or sharing screenshot with a sad emoji and abuses, I’ll either fucking block those accounts or bluntly ask that person what he/she is really doing to stop it or even to just minimize the loss. I’m not bothered about my follower count and I’m not afraid of losing any because the bitter truth is posting things online has become an outlet for many; to let those emotions out, when the humanity inside you screams, you throw it all here and get rid of that guilt and feel as though you’ve done your part. It is not right.

We DON’T need AWARENESS, We need ACTION.

We’re all well aware of what’s happening around us, we don’t need your screenshots about such incidents, we have media and newspapers for that. So next time you feel sad about an innocent being raped and killed, instead of repeating what’s already known, please please please tell everyone about what can be done to stop it. Share with us some effective steps that you believe can be taken to keep children safe or how little contribution can be made through actions. Instead of telling everyone how heartbroken you are reading about rapes and murders, share images of you doing something about and maybe that’ll inspire others to do the same. And maybe that’ll actually MAKE A DIFFERENCE. The world survives on hope and being bitter about injustice isn’t helping. Quit calling yourself an activist and be an actionist. Show everyone the path, not the dirty, tainted mirror.

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