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Mirror, mirror on the wall

by:Anjali

Mirror,

Mirror on the wall

My thoughts drown me as I wonder what I could ask you, So many endless possibilities, so many questions to ask. No wonder I sit here with stained cheeks, asking you for answers I already know. I don’t want to be absolute, but I must ask what I’ve always wondered:

Who is the most demoralized of them all? 

You don’t mold into any shape. Instead, you stare at me with silence so defying that I hear my rumination. From my peripheral vision, I see you grin like a Cheshire cat, gloating at my misery. Stop breathing down my neck, mirror. For I beg to you, answer the questions I ask.

Mirror,

mirror on the wall,

Why is silence your only answer?

I have crippled beneath you. You’ve watched me melt into a puddle. You show me who I hate the most. You laugh as I disintegrate. Why are you mocking me? Why are you calling me names? Stop showing me down. Stop talking to me. 

mirror, 

mirror on the wall,

Why do you show me down?

Why do you remind me of moments I failed? Why do you show me the one I hate the most. When I look at you with stained cheeks, why do I find a reflection laughing back at me?

Why do I hear you taunt me? 

Mirror, 

mirror on the wall, 

please pick me up from the dust. 

embrace me with your arms, 

don’t let me fade, today

Let me love who you show, 

don’t tear me to pieces for your fun,

cradle me in your arms. 

Whisper sweet nothings in my ears.

I don’t know why I talk to you, but you’re the only one who sees me drown. I don’t ask you to save me now. All I ask for is a hand to hold. Not another person’s but of the one you show. 

Mirror, 

mirror on the wall, 

don’t smile at my misery tonight. 

Let me sleep in peace for today,

so that I can wake up to eternal silence. 

Let me rest today,

for all eternities, silence to face

Calm my mind, take my soul 

don’t gloat at my misery, 

don’t tether me to my demise. 

Mirror,

mirror on the wall, 

Let me rewrite my story. 

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Sweet Slumber

Author: Atulya

People deal with the stress in their lives in myriad ways. For some, it’s binge eating. For some others, it is consuming drugs/alcohol. Some people also indulge in retail therapy to de-stress. And some others, who I consider God’s favorites, become their most productive selves by finishing their piled-up work or by picking up a new hobby. The list of ways to de-stress is endless.

My personal favorite way of de-stressing is sleeping.

(I may be biased because I just woke up from a de-stress 3 hour “nap” session. Or maybe I just want to make myself feel better by telling people that sleeping is therapy and not an escape from the things I dread the most.)

Sleeping is therapeutic. Nothing can be calmer than the fact that one can switch oneself off and replenish their souls and ready their minds for the drama they have to deal with, later on in life.

It also helps, that unlike the other ways of de-stressing, sleeping doesn’t cost a dime, doesn’t have any adverse health effects, and is in fact, good for health. (Let us all conveniently ignore other issues such as oversleeping leading you to become an ungrateful lazy brat.)

Let me elaborate on how sleeping has done wonders for my life. Over the last 2 years, I have slept my way through the slightest inconveniences in life. This has saved me a lot of time and energy, that I would have otherwise spent on binge eating at Tara Ma. It has also saved me from embarrassing situations that I would have put myself in, had I resorted to send an angry text message or yell at an unsuspecting victim.

Not to mention, the unparalleled glow you have on your skin after you wake up from your beauty sleep, unbothered, and unfazed by all the stress-inducing elements in life.

I know I sound like a life coach/sleep saleswoman, trying to force you into using sleep as a solution to every problem. But I’m just a lazy college girl who thinks sleep is certainly the most socially acceptable way of dealing with a life crisis. Because every time, your mom calls you out for sleeping all day, you can always use the classic “At least I don’t do drugs” and get away with it.

So here’s wishing you the best sleep of your life, for the next time you’re stressed or dealing with a life crisis.