One at a time

When I was younger, I could never flow openly, only in the hidden corners of a dairy tucked away because the hold of perfection had strong imprints on mind. Creative work is messy, imperfectly perfect, it mingles with experiences and grows. Growth and change never stops are never perfect. I always thought I want to do this but better. Only now, I know how transcendent that journey of revealing the imperfect self is. The work evolves as us but a child know it’s always complete at the start of “A” and at the end of “Z”

Published by Poet and Counsellor Rupika Moitra

Author of collection of poems: Flutter and Glide https://www.amazon.com.au/Flutter-Glide-Collection-Rupika-Moitra/dp/B08S8RMPW1/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=flutter+and+glide+rupika&qid=1614734324&sprefix=flutter+and+glide+&sr=8-1 My name and the qualities are transient and they continue to evolve. What is definite is this shared journey of self-discovery but more of embracing all of life, demystifying life within us all. I try to save my uniqueness wherever it can be found. On my blog, we talk pursuits and purpose, we take a chance on our flutter so we can celebrate, unabashed- Our glides.

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