Romance in the Solar System

 Heyyyoo.

The other day I was doom-scrolling on reels (routine reveal) and I noticed a reel about our solar system. Precisely about how the Pluto was not stable and drifting away but the Neptune’s resonance kept Pluto close. It was simply beautiful. The edit especially was what left me speechless but filled me with words not even seconds later. I went to my notes app and started typing while singing in to my empty room with glued on glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling. 

Here’s the poem.

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I’m blue but my heart is not

I’m cold but my feelings are not

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She's faaar away, but not for long

When she comes closer

I would keep her close

For i can't be cold and loved.

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She showed me warmth,

When i was shoved to the end.

She showed me happiness when not alone,

And i have her warm memories till my end.

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Life is short, she's shorter

My heart beats faster with her

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I loved the poem. Then I was back on my business and continued doom-scrolling when a reel from the same page showed up again. This time it was about how, in the beginning, the bigger planets were closer to the moon and not the smaller ones like now. This was because Jupiter and Saturn pushed Neptune and Uranus to the end so earth and the other 3 small planets could be a part of the solar system we know now.

Here’s the poem I scribbled on my notes app

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Two heroes come to the play

They've got enemies half their sizes,

Two villains are in the play

They've got enemies pushing them away.

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The night the sun goes down

The day the sun rises up

The war went on for days

No people to keep track.

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Two heroes in the play

They've got two villains to slay

Ferocious times they were

When big rocks fought about places.

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The day or night, everything changed

We can not be happier

Two heroes in the play

Put the villains in their place. 

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You would not believe me when I say this but in the next few minutes of writing, the page showed up with another reel. This was also similar to the above one but with the emphasis on the fact that because of Jupiter and Saturn we have the inner planets. 

The hero we never thought we needed

The life we could experience because of him

Beautiful planets inside inner circle

All possible because of a hero like him.

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He fought the large rocks in the way

And made some place for the inner planets.

Where life blossomed like a rosy flare

And beautiful earth came in the way.

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If it weren’t for the hero

We wouldn't be here.

It it wasn’t for the great pharaoh

We wouldn’t even have pyramids here.

Finally, I am done.

Or so you thought. 

Just today, I was scrolling (yet again) and another solar system reel showed up. This time it was about Jupiter saving earth from asteroid OR2. It was honestly so hot. The edit was insane.

I was a damsel in distress

I had nowhere to go

I was under attack by the villains

And i could not even afford a blow

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For I'm the vessel to life

Where beauty of flora and fauna resides

The life support day and night

The source of everything required.

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Then there came a hero

He has always been there

Hiding in the shadows

On the other side of the brick wall

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The hero was waiting for the right time

The right time to save what was mine

The right person at the right distance

Was all that was there to save billions

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A hero in the shadows

They call him a gas giant

But for me he's my saviour

For he is my knight in shining armour.

The page that inspired me to poet (similar to emote for emotions) is @the_space_doc on instagram. I love the edits. The personification of planets with the trendy audio and edits is truly entertaining and an opportunity for learning.

I hope you like the poems; I love them and the story behind them. 

Time to love and time to live

There’s no right time for either of these

Never wait for “the right time”

For there exists nothing like that.

Hope you do something for yourself.

This is a new beginning. 

Yours lovingly,

Rini.

TDD: ten day diary

Life’s been a rollercoaster. Many a days where I felt truly stupid and dumb for not understanding something ‘so simple’. Yet I go forward (because I’ve got no choice) with confidence because of the seniors I have. (I sound like a robot).

Loving what I do is not easy and i'm slowly learning to like it. I hope I get there in near future. It could be a lot worse and that’s the thought that gets me out of the bed. No positivity is not negativity or pessimism. The glass has water; I don’t have the sanity to say if it’s half full or half empty. The glass has water. My only doubt is if it’s drinkable or not. 

Thank you for being here. This truly is my safe space. I love when I write. I’ve been writing in my little diary before I sleep. It feels good. Maybe one day the ink in the diary sees light (other than the tube light it’s under). 

I love you.

Not everything is a metaphor- you can make it a metaphor. 

Ps: I got a new keyboard and I am loving life (and my brother who got it after I mentioned it was bad once in our conversation) right now.