Found myself Or lost everything Once again.. My sanity starts to swing.. Blinded by blazing light Or comforted by moonless night I wish the demon inside me Was a little easier to fight Devastated by the daunting truth Or elated by a sacred delusion This ever hanging dilemma Further, fueling the confusion The fear conquers…… Continue reading Stranded..
I really had to make an effort today. I am kinda mentally and emotionally stranded these days.. But.. I have a news! I lost 1 kg!!!! Yay!! Its not much. But given that I am not really following any diet and going to gym 4-5 days a week. And losing weight results from diet management…… Continue reading Gym Chronicles # 4
Get a haircut they said.. It will make you pretty they said… Yeah.. you guessed it. Today somebody hit my voodoo doll in the head and I said why don’t I get a hair cut…i think I need it. But “I need a haircut” escalated to “i don’t think I even needed it” in an…… Continue reading Haircut!
Love happens without warning Just like an accident You don’t get a moment to process things It happens and conquers you Like there is nothing else in this world.. That matters! Like there’s nothing else in the world.. That exists! As if, a soul was created with you That is floating somewhere You instantly know…… Continue reading Love Happens..
Hello hooomans! reporting live again. I know you were missing GCs. Been really busy lately. Mentally emotionaly physically Sometimes blank spaces occupy you and you feel busy when you are not. Sounds like depression..i know Well. So we are here. After skipping a day. I am wondering how people use trademill without drumming the crap…… Continue reading Gym Chronicles # 3
I was looking for inspiration for today’s post. So I resorted to Khalil Gibran and came across this… The means of reviving a language lie in the heart of the poet and upon his lips and between his fingers. The poet is mediator between creative power and the people. He is the wire that transmits…… Continue reading The Poet..
People join our lives at random scattered occasion. There’s never a good time or a bad time. When they join us we ask ourselves why now? They leave behind a permanent Cavity when they depart. We keep peeping into it looking for answers. Which is pointless. Then we try to fill the cavity with debris..…… Continue reading Unsaid words..