on loving but mostly not loving ~

Mayuri Makwana

I just wanted to let you know I don’t love you anymore.
I don’t love you anymore.
I don’t love you anymore.

I have grown out of you like I grew out of my favourite dress when I was 13.
I didn’t want to, but I did.
I think when you stop loving, you either stop loving them gradually or finally.
Finally you stop loving someone who obviously wasn’t right for you.
Gradually you stop loving someone who could have been right for you.
I think I gradually stopped loving you, almost as if I wasn’t meant to.
Now that I think about it, what does “right for me” mean anyway?
Who is right for me? Someone who’d have to trim their square sides off to fit in my circle?
No, you have forced me to believe that that is me. But I know I’m not like that.
The thing I like the most about people is how different they are.
Even when I’m writing this your words keep ringing in my head like accusations.
Accusations about who I claim to be but am not.
Maybe this is why I stopped loving you.
Maybe the thing I hate the most about not loving you is having to admit it.

That is why let me tell you today-
I don’t love you.
I don’t love you.
I don’t love you.

Self-actualisation

Ayushi Kenia

Self-actualisation, as stated by Abraham Maslow, is a desire to become everything that one is capable of becoming. According to Maslow’s hierarchy of needs, self-actualisation is at the top rung of the pyramid. The apparent explanation for this lies in the fact that self- actualisation can be achieved once all the lower level needs are fulfilled. Now before you jump up and oppose this, let me make it clear that, that debate deserves another article. However, here, I would like to talk more about this desire that Maslow refers to- the desire to be more.
Can we actually quantify this desire?
What is more? Will that “more” be more after we achieve it?
Also, is it logical to define self- actualisation? Subjectively, sure. I mean how else are we supposed to navigate through our individual journeys if we don’t know what actualisation means to us?
To me, it all boils down to one’s purpose of existing. As gray and ambiguous as that question is, I think the journey towards self- actualisation requires us to challenge and question everything. By saying that, I am in no way hinting at a rebellion of any sort whatsoever; challenging and questioning your perceived reality.
On a personal note, having been indulging myself in this activity, I have come to realise and experience the magnanimity of life. The uncountable fragments of reality that exist around me make me wonder about the possibilities that we have been blessed with, with regards to working on ourselves.
Making sense of our existence is something that is going to take years for us to figure out, and I think that’s where the beauty of life lies. It’s going to grind us down, throw us up in all its cryptic ways; almost making us want to give up; but don’t, it’s just a game. Play along; you’ll grow.