Life, when left unbridled becomes a chore unloved. One needs to keep revisiting one's past in order to make sense of one's present and aspire for future. The problem that I face continuously is to strike a balance between admiration of what's gone and desire to bring it back. To be able to do it … Continue reading Of weary dreams and worn out passions
That one word to end the meanings of all words; words that do not stand a chance in front of the façade this one word entails. Every truth, all ingenuity, all graciousness is useless when faced with the intricate web of all the shiny mendacities this word so effortlessly weaves. Such is the cruelty of … Continue reading Pretense
I sometimes think my life lacks purpose, scratch that, this thought frequents my mind more than sometimes. This thought makes me; I am it. That would be a better description of my mind. I made this blog in 2009, by the name of Random Thoughts. I was more of myself back then. My thoughts were … Continue reading To be Invisible
Past is called the past for a reason. It signifies something that we have experienced but notice the emphasis on “experienced”. Meaning, it is never going to be repeated again; under any circumstances. Now man is a curious animal. For the first twenty-five odd years of his life, he spends his life anticipating “the future” … Continue reading Bitter
Love. Hope. Dream. All alive. All scattered. All significant enough not to be significant. You tend to start thinking about it only to realise there was never any promise for anything great. This was going to be torture. Slow and painful. Only to be ridiculed by death in your face for taking it all so seriously, … Continue reading Life
