Sunday, December 21, 2014
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Saturday, September 13, 2014
We are never as significant as we imagine ourselves to be. Nor are we as insignificant.
We are terribly average human beings running behind unattainable dreams and a chance at happiness.
We attribute a lot of importance to that brief fleeting mirage-like idea of happiness.
But happiness stems from ignorance. Mostly...
The ignorance of where you stand in life. Or where you are not welcome. Or where you are not really needed... just considered as a freak show for temporary amusement...
Not being aware of reality is blissful. It's easier deluding yourself, telling yourself you are happy because of something. Because of someone.
Better to stay real. And perhaps even stay unhappy. At least there are no expectations. No aspirations.
The solution lies in extricating oneself as soon as possible from all delusions. Of waking up before nightmares begin.
Monday, September 1, 2014
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Some days I celebrate each thing you said... not necessarily because they are nice things but just that I want to believe each word and just be... Happy
Some days I get into a rut thinking if I should really think this way about us... do we even have a future? Where are we going? What is to become of us?...
Some days I just want to let go and let you know - everything!
So I swing between two extremes...
And sometimes just being scared of the whole idea of being able to touch you or talk to you... because what would I have left if I didn't even have that?
Monday, August 4, 2014
Friday, July 18, 2014
Just as he changes himself, in the end eternity changes him.
Monday, June 9, 2014
You have to understand...
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Not that anyone wants to share... not that anyone's asking... but my personal shit is mine and I will resolve it... or not.
I feel afraid of so many things- rational or irrational, of death, failure, even success... most of all, probably of dying alone... but I can't tell anyone how it hurts when it hurts... it's my cross to bear and no one else should have to lend their shoulder or their time...
Honestly, I am not asking you to solve my problems... but it'll be nice to know there's someone to listen... not help - just listen... just listen.
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Answer: "The type of person who cried herself to sleep listening to these stupid songs years ago after a break up!"
Eww for then and for now... this has been a sad sad day on so many counts... but nothing so tragic as this one! :-P
Monday, February 3, 2014
Friday, January 10, 2014
A Style Of Loving
Light now restricts itself
To the top half of trees;
The angled sun
Slants honey-coloured rays
That lessen to the ground
As we bike through
The corridor of Palm Drive
Have reached a safety the years
Can claim to have created:
Picnic, movie, ice-cream;
Talk; to clear my head
Hot buttered rum - coffee for you;
And so not to bed
And so we have set the question
Were we to become lovers
Where would our best friends be?
You do not wish, nor I
To risk again
This savoured light for noon's
High joy or pain.