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3 PHRASES OF LIFE 💚 This picture is very close to me as I clicked it in my parking area. Everytime I go there, I look at these leaves for few minutes and talk. (Yes, it's insane but I do like to talk with every living creatures around me) The green leaves remind me of my current life and how I will soon have to take the transition from this stage to my 30's and then forward. It gives me hope how I have to thrive hard and fulfill all my dreams in this stage. The later part is to just survive through the resources gained in terms of energy and money. The way the yellow and brown one survives from the energy they gained when they were lush green. The green one gives me hope. The yellow one gives me futuristic view. The brown one reminds me how everything that comes to the land has to go one day. I feel happy talking to all three. They are love💚 #greenlove #yellowleaves #greenleaves #brownleaves #dryleaves #naturephotography #nature #motivation #positivity #positivethinking #lifemotivation #childhood #adulthood #oldage #oldisgold

The goal is to stay true from within so your exteriors can't affect you. There will always be external factors around you to harm you and put you down, but it is on you how strong you hold on and not keep your foot down. It's done by the strong. It's done by the one who accepts oneself completely. It's done by someone who is happy. It's done by you and just YOU 💚 #green #greenlove #greenlovers #nature #naturephotography #naturelovers #dryleaves #positivevibes #positivethinking #fridaymotivation #fridaymood #happy #happyquotes #pictureoftheday #travelphotography #solofemaletraveler #traveldiaries

"ભલે પધાર્યા" . In literal sense means "Koi vandho nai aya to..apda ghar ma jetlu che ema thi emnu puru padsu" and not "YOU ARE WELCOME" when translated. 'Ketli sundar che apdi potani bhasha k jema ek var bolya 2 shabdo ne badhu samjai gayu. Jema bija ne pehla ane potane baju ma rakhya. Ghar ma hoy ke na hoy, khbr na padvi joie' Being a child to a Hindi speaking mother and a Gujarati speaking father, I stay in middle in both the languages. I can speak both of them fluently but when it comes to phrases that have deep meanings to it, I miss it. . I'm fond of poetry and literature but I fail to understand the cores of it. At times, when it is recited to me a little faster than usual my ears go numb in sigh. . And above all, since childhood, English has been the language I'm forced to speak in school, classes and everywhere I go. For all those times, when I was asked to recite 'Twinkle Twinkle' instead of 'ડુગ ડુગયા વાલી આવી' or 'એક બિલાડી જાડી', I was taken a little back from my own language. I always fail to understand which is my mother tongue - Hindi or Gujarati? They say the language which your mother speaks and also the language which your born land inherits you. For me it's both different. These are the small things that has taken a huge place in my mind and now slowly in my heart. The minute I try to go a little closer to my language, there is someone out there to pin me saying you are a little less gujarati than me or you are a little less 'Hindi-er' than me. And there I again go all numb and question myself. I wish I was allowed to be a little more native in my childhood days and I was taught more of my own language than other alien languages. . Today, I can communicate very well globally with my alien language skills but it takes me a while to connect to my own cores. I can understand all slangs of New York but I have to ask 'SHU KEHVAY ANE' to my natives while communicating. It has connected me well with the citizens globally but has taken me much more away from my native humans than I can ever imagine and I can ever realize. I wish I was an adult who knew how to connect with my 'BAGAL KI CHIDIYA' well than knowing the hummingbirds far away.

Funny, isn't it? And I'm sure most of you would laugh on this expressions. I first felt that too, I should laugh. Until I realised how this expressions are a mark of lost hope. A hope that once helped up believe we humans are the most powerful creatures on the Earth to now, feeling the most weak and pale. We, as individual countries, always were either flaunting our superpowers or trying to get into the highlights through different mediums. But for once, we are all at a position where we no longer are powerful. No country is more than other in any terms, except the cases and numerology of deaths. The main superpowers of the globe that scared the tiny nations, are now on a verge to break down any time, and for once and all we know, verge to break down faster compared to the unknown and tiny nations. The Richie's of the world are no where seen doing the great work and the people who were considered to be seen with low dignity, are ruling the world. For once, the world has become a place for the less fortunate but for that one moment, the almighty wants to make them feel special of their existence, as well as us to rethink, alter our thoughts and rotate our perceptions towards them in the right direction. This is a way of almighty to remind us through the voice of brutally killed species, all over for our pleasures, "Hey, you, yes hooman, you. You are not more powerful than us. You just have some unfair means in your dealings which will once be tracked and you will all know the difference. A difference of being you and someone you should have been or had been created for. You were send here to feed us and not feed yourself with our bloods and lively soul. You did that to is and we couldn't do our bits alone. But that bat, whom you just swallowed raw, was trying to build a new life for someone and his purpose was still not done there. You didn't kill him, you killed his purpose of being created. And that day, when he reached those stairs of hell, he was blamed for not completing his duties on Earth and coming back all raw. So, now you know the difference between your raw and his raw? To be continued - Www.readywithriya.com #corona

"He is following me, mom" These were my exact words to my mom, when I would look up to the moon and he would be following us; me, mom and dad, riding happily on our scooter back. I was a kid and all it took me a glance of the moon to eat up my food as fast as possible or give away that dear gifts from my hand, just to protect it in a way that the moon does not snatch it from me. . . That time, for me, he was a substance of something that would take away or say snatch away that tiny happiness from my palms and I wouldn't be able to do a thing, just because of being on the Earth and he being too far in the sky. I had a conception that he can fly back to his place immediately if I try to catch him. Silly but yes, as a kid I did believe that. . . Those were the days of my childhood when I wanted him so away from me and here are the days of my adulthood where every night I feel to just stare at him and talk about all the things I did in the shadow of the sun, the entire day. . . And you know what, I was a bit surprised in the beginning that is the same moon that listens to me now, in the form of my entire day's schedule and my gossips, which once, I thought he would never even consider my words. . May be I was a little too small to understand him and now I'm a little too adult to not understand him. Now, I have had my moments with him and I and he, both knows, that I would always turn back to him in the night and would never go back without a word of seldom. There where my interest lies and I will always be a moon child thereupon. I will always walk to and fro, with all my tales and worries, woven right to the threads of trust, because you know what? I know he will keep it safe and steady, more than anyone and everyone in the paradise. He is blessing and I'm his blessed child, growing day by day, with a lesson from him about how he is always there, around and around on the top and just hides behind a more powerful object, only to come back even brighter and romantic the next night. He gives me hope and he gives me tide, so as to, he will always know, he will be mine 🖤 #moon #moondiaries #moonstories #moonthattalksback #moonslight #nightphotography

"Bagiya me khile teen pyare suman" I'm not a very Hindi person, though I want to be one, because the language is such that some meanings are only conveyed and understood deeply when recited purely through it. Lately, when I see some pictures like these, I try to relate it with those days of bollywood, where they simply related the beauty of women more with flowers than her makeup. To the times where flowers were enough to make one smile or say particularly blush. I wish, I wish deeply in my heart to be there in that era for once and for lifetime to experience that blush on my cheeks which never come through artificial flowers these days or hairbands. Being an anti-makeup person, I, now-a-days try to decorate myself with natural beauty and try to imitate that era in front of my eyes through camera lens. Here, is one such fantasy that I collaborated with and enjoyed through. If given a chance by almighty, I have a desire to pluck all those beautiful flowers in a set of two or sometimes three, and just put them through my long tangles and enjoy the soothing fragrance. And, I know, I would go for an entire week without washing up my fragrant hairs, because for once in my life, it would be smelling better than most of the things in the world. I can auction this smell for billions. . . . . #eveningthoughts #traveldiaries #travel #travelgirlsgo #femaletraveller #femalesolotraveler #flowers #flowerinhair #flowerinspiration #flowering #rose #redroses #whiteflowers #smellyhair #ahmedabad #ahmedabad_instagram #ahmedabaddiaries #naturalhairstyles #naturalbeauty #naturelovers #natueratitsbest #photography #naturephotography #potraitphotography #humansofahmedabad #happylife #happyclicks

She: What are you murmuring? . Me: Humumnum umn hmm . She: Hey, you! I asked about those sounds. . Me: Oh! Those sounds. They are my evening 'Hmms'. . She: Evening 'Hmms'? . Me: Yup. . She: What do they include? . Me: The crush of my entire day. . She: You mean humans? . Me: Well, not just them. . She: Who else? . Me: Hoomans, they say. . She: Ow . Me: For the one, whom I can sing too loud and too soft, and they can be my wish all sapphire. . She: Can you recite it again? I would note. . Me: Well sure. Let me get into the rhythm. "The dusk turned six; The heart turned 11:11 " . She: Singing the tunes with a happy heart . Me: No petite doubt. . She: Well. You dance it up. . Me: I know, right. "The dusk turned six; The heart turned 11:11. #eveningthoughts #naturephotography #naturelovers #pictureoftheday #pinksky #orangesky #purplesky #greenleaves #femaletraveller #solotravelstories #solotravels #ahmedabad #sky #girlsthatwander #storytelling #conversations #storywriting #colours #photography #happyclicks #bestfriends #1111wish

My neighbour's daughter was playing with my mom and here she made her a glass of mix fruit juice. This made me think how badly I want to go back to those wonderful days where I used to make the same things for her, once upon a time. #childhoodmemories #childhooddays #momlife #motherdaughter #childlove #jenga #jengagame #colour #colours #games #kidsgames #childatplay #juice #healthyjuices #juicerecipes #nostalgic #nostalgicmoments

He: What happened? Blow out! . Me: I don't know like everything is going okay but I feel anxiety at times? . He: Why so? . Me: May be because there is something bothering me subconsciously and I'm not able to recognise it. . He: How come you cannot recognise your own energy? . Me: Because it is coming silently to me. It is a no noise scenario around. . He: Umnn. I can get you a bit. . Me: Haina! You feel that too? . He: Alright I don't exactly feel it but at times I feel the same when I'm in deep thoughts. I feel it especially on roads while driving and all gets stagnant and I keep riding with all blank emotions. No movements in mind or no triggers. Just plain riding and everything around me go still, killer still. N about all, at the end I reach the exact destination with subconscious. . Me: Oh man! I can so so so damn relate. It does happen to me at times. . He: So, you too get it right? . Me: I name it 'Silent Chaos' . He: Aahahha, which is no more silent. . Me: (chuckles) . He: Someone suggested me 'Blue' . Me: Why blue? How does that help? . He: Stupid! It's colour for calmness and serenity. . Me: So, you do feel serene? . He: Aham. May be at times. . Me: And how? . He: By just hanging around it? . Me: Like? . He: Like look at your right? There is a beautiful amalgamation of Blue and Indigo. . Me: Ahhh. I just like one Indigo. You know what I mean! . He: Yeah travellers do have a plus for it. . Me: Eheheehe. . He: Look at it and I'm sure you would feel a bit fine. . Me: I definitely do. But, let me take a picture first. I will name it - Indigo. . He: Okay. But you have to stare at this picture whenever you miss me. . Me: I don't miss you. You are everywhere. . He: Okay. Drama. . Me: Okay. Bye. . He: Bid you. . Me: Bid you enough. #storyoftheday #blue #voilet #lilac #purple #purpleflowers #teapot #kettle #tea #teapost #friends #afternoonthoughts #traveldiaries #femaletraveller #

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