June 20, 2013

Day 20# Struggles.

So this is where it gets difficult and bare-it-all.  So I’ll make it quick.  I’m struggling with a couple of things at this point in life. One which is the most disturbing to me, is the lack of direction.  It is not just something trivial that I’m fussing about, but a matter of consequential importance to me.  Over the past ten years, I have grown to become a person who find it exceedingly important to be involved in something meaningful at the workplace, and make things count. I am often told of the grass is greener philosophy, but whatever I do, I need to be an enriching experience. Either I…

January 9, 2013


Have you ever been in love with a notion?One that wakes you up with a smile every morning Have you ever known a scent to overpower you?A heady aroma that makes you feel butterflies in your stomach Have you felt time stop?And transport you to a place that you never knew of Have you ever kept somebody’s handkerchief?And felt like the very world was right there, in your drawer Have you ever had a prayer answered?Looked at whoever you call God and shed silent tears of gratitude *** The world is a funny place. You’d rather be alone than hurt. Knowing this, you still long to be loved. Because what…

October 22, 2012

Why The Tears?

Washington Irving said,  “There is a sacredness in tears.  They are not the mark of weakness but of power.  They are messengers of overwhelming grief and of unspeakable love.” ***

September 26, 2012


There was a boy. He was everything any girl could dream of. He would do just anything to see her smile. He always had a handkerchief to lend and a shoulder to cry on. He went out of his way – too many times. He would treat her mother as his own. He loved her voice. He would make cards and write letters to her. He knew exactly what could cheer her dampened spirit. He was always only a phone call away. He saved up his meagre pocket-money to buy her an insanely expensive book that she loved and couldn’t afford. He knew the magic that jalebis could do. He…

April 23, 2012


 Expectation is the root of all evil. You can pour your heart out and can still not expect a speck of kindness in return. You can continue to believe in a better world, but you will be in it alone. There is no such things as companionship. Just these fleeting moments which seem as they might last for a while longer. The less you give a damn, the happier you will be. The more alone you are, the more safe.