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Garima Jain

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Garima Jain

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Cheers To The Old Me

Cheers To The Old Me

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“Scars have the strange power to remind us that we are strong enough to fight all odds but it leaves a deep wound on our soul."


This picture reminds me of the dark days of my past. The unbearable pain, those scary nights, those marks of scratches on my hands, weeping nights, and so on...!! 


Dear past life,


Do you remember how many wounds you have left on my soul? Did I make a mistake? Umm, no right? Then why I have to suffer those weeping nights. Why I was forced to harm myself. Why those nightmares. Just because I trusted everyone so easily or because I was soft-hearted. Do kind people or soft-hearted people deserve this?


“Whenever I closed my eyes these questions kept on haunting me and I started blaming God for all those things but now no more blaming no more hiding."


To the scars, I wish to hide,


Today I am taking a step of bravery and revealing all those scars and pains which are buried in my heart for a long time. To the scars, I wish to hide which caused me more pain than the physical wounds. I am learning to pour my heart out.


I remembered all those scars and accepted my flaws. I stopped blaming God especially I stopped blaming myself. - Achievement


Today I am going to start a new life with a ray of hope. I won't play the blame game anymore. I am honoring God for giving me strength in my bad to fight all odds alone. Actually not alone because, those times when no one understands my silent screams. The Lord was there for embracing me in tight arms while saying, “You are not alone. I am here."


From the painful season of healing to believing and knowing and hoping on things that yet to come. God taught me to fight. Now I am ready to overcome from all the wounds and scars of my past life because I am holding the hands of someone which lasts forever - Lord Krishna


I found beauty in those scars and I started to embrace my scars.

These scars serve as a valuable reminder of our past. My scars taught me that I am not defined by that, but by the one who gave beauty and purpose for everything. No amount of pain in the past can surpass his plan to prosper and made me whole. 


Cheers to the scars of past!


With love and hope

Your child.


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