Sweet Lemons

I am the grass among flowers. I am the world put together. I am the thoughts that shower. I am a part of a puzzle that is yet to be solved. I am those around you filled with heart and soul. I am the greed and envy you shall hold. I am nothing you can control. I am the whole universe itself. I am a gaze of love. I am the ground at your feet. I am the clouds above. I am everything. I am nothing. I am all.

Live for the dusk morning sky, you wake up to. Live for the cheesy dad jokes you laugh through. Live for the stars that twinkle with light. Live for the hand you hold through each fight. Live for the flowers that glaze through the winds. Live for hope through all the sins.  Live for the ocean's water splashing at your toes. Live for not the thorns, but the rose. Live for not the place but the path. Live for the love, not the wrath. Live for nothing more, nothing less. Live for the little things.

       As she stands in front of the mirror and looks at the reflection of her body, she stares at the mask. The mask that shows a carefree girl who has everything going right for her. She has no fears and is set for success and accomplishment in everything and anything. She is that perfect girl that is starred in every movie and episode on every T.V. channel. Underneath her mask, lies despair and hate for herself. The hate of her looks, the hate of her mind, her actions, her soul, and everything she can possibly blame for not being good enough. And she will never be good enough because she is constantly telling herself that she needs to be like someone else. She keeps torturing herself with thoughts that tear her down, that make her want to scream and shout, but she can't. She can only be seen as what the mask's surface shows.      As she stares at what lies underneath, she tries to mumble words. Any word that could make her feel anything but miserable. Nothing works. No possi

To have all the wisdom, yet know nothing at all.  To rule the world with power, yet be the weakest.  To do everything perfectly, but only to fall.  To represent all in one, yet only you.  To notice yourself surrounded, yet alone.  To see everything clearly, yet not see-through.  To be all you are, yet nothing.  Only to be you.

     As a teenager, I am experiencing life as it's thrown at me, bitter and sweet. I have and do struggle with accepting myself like many others do. The acceptance of my looks, my past, my actions, my mind, my life, the people in my life, and what I can or cannot change. Through some of my experiences, I have somewhat realized that I am me. I am Mili Nair, nothing more and nothing less, and I love that. In this blog, I hope to share my process of loving myself and some of the most beautiful aspects of life that I have come to cherish. My hope is to use this experience to help others learn from their own stories.      All this blog is really about is accepting your lemons and turning them into lemonade. :)