Thursday, February 6, 2014

Drink with your eyes

Not like that

I don't share... I mean I share things (heck! I'll even give it away if you ask!) And I am empathetic... But I can't share feelings of my own... I can't share my personal space...
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

No cry- not this time

What sort of a 33 yr old cries on listening to a maudlin "sambhala hain maine" on the radio?

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

Life's Lessons

All of you have busy lives, and I apparently have none. Thanks for letting me know exactly where I stand with you - nowhere.

Perverse Pleasure

Madhuja'r jonmodiney lekha kobita - Anindya Chatterjee জুলাই মাসে, কোনও কোনও জন্মদিন আসে। ঘরের পাশে,ভিড়ের বাসে স্মৃতির ঘাসে, জলোচ্ছ...