Tiredness of the dayfollowed by no restfollowed by two looming deadlineson two consecutive days,followed by not feeling like eating anything,followed by three consecutive memories of the past,followed by grief and sadness along with tiredness,all this...along with writing and doing what needed to be done..it seemed too much..seemed like it was all crashing and closing in… Continue reading Crash it all
Far away from him, yet she felt happier.. She missed him, yet she felt happier.. Was it true that with love you can touch the skies? Coz she felt like she was soaring.. And she wasn’t scared of falling, free falling.. Every moment with him was always new, never same, different.. Every moment away from… Continue reading
its morning.. i dont want to go back.. this time, i’m fighting back tears.. i dont want to go back.. i want to go sleep.. beside him.. its hard to convince the heart.. one week more.. and for sleep, few hours more..
Mother Earth.. How She holds us in her embrace.. Yet we forget in our daily lives, in our rush to reach to work or back home.. i see Her holding us in Her embrace and i feel like getting down on the ground, kneel and embrace her and stay in her embrace like that.. ^_^
Meditation..Closing eyesand knowing..Nothing from the outsidecan ever change who i am within..No matter what i do, what personality i become,no matter what people are there around me,no matter what happened in the past or what may happen in future..no matter whether i'm spiritual or worldly,none of that matters...Only this heart..This quietness..This peacefulness..that overflows..
Emptiness followed her like a shadow everywhere. She wanted to scream, shout, and tear and break everything.. but she couldn’t. A slow despair kept building up inside her and she kept flaming it slowly, wishing it would flare up and swallow her whole. She felt empty, hollow, barren of all that life was. She didn’t… Continue reading Evening confessions
Muffled words.. Muffled sobs.. She wanted to cry, but couldn’t. She was waiting to be alone, and for darkness of the night.. Grief was resurfacing and she didn’t want any answers of why she was feeling this way or what triggered it, she just wanted to cry it out and let go..
today i cant be anything or anyone, none of the roles.. today, i hide.. behind the tv series and books and become those characters.. coz today i cant be me whoever that is.. i need a distance away from her from who she was from who she is.. so i hide.. alone..
Wanting to run away,not wanting to face the memories,not wanting to face what i\'m feeling,grief, sadness, anxiety,everything and nothing,yet here i am, at the doc\'s clinic,it\'s not the same,i don\'t remember that one,yet the feelings are back..i don\'t want to stay,but i know i have to..at moments like this,i wish i didn\'t have a female… Continue reading Observing
~ why can’t i forget? please help me forget the memories, and everything.. all those memories that weigh me down every time.. why can’t i not dis-identify with them? please help me, let me dissolve them.. coz i dont want to feel this way.. makes me want to run away from this whole world, everything,… Continue reading
Walking back, i feel numb, grief, sadness, heartache, everything and nothing at once..
At the doc’s clinic, waiting.. Watching and observing my own thoughts and reactions.. i want to run away, dont want to be here, feels a bit claustrophobic, and i know its all those memories.. but still.. everyone has come with some one. i’m always alone.. i hate it. i dont want to ask doc but… Continue reading
Marriages, engagements,too much people,too much going here and there,too much everything..and then..alone time..quietness..so i turn to You..listening to those worship songs..coz even though i didn't feel far awayeven though i always found You nearerwhile traveling,even among people,even among all the lights and blitz,You were always there,always here..and i turn to Youcoz no one and nothinggives… Continue reading Alone time
Taking an auto instead of cab.. The bitter cold numbing the skin numbing the hands as i type.. the cold breeze making the hair flow.. Aliveness!
All the moments with him.. Falling asleep on the sofa as he works and finding him staring and writing something about me.. The love i feel and see through his eyes.. Waking up next to him.. All the little moments with him.. makes me fall in love a little more each time..
It’s night again..and all i want to do is write.. not sleep.. Just write.. no idea what.. all the thoughts that come up, stirred.. all the feelings that arise up like a smoke.. all the sadness, i just want to tear it out and let it flow.. ~ but this full stomach.. doesn’t make you… Continue reading
Why do poets, writers and even we normal people put the unrequited kind of love so high on a pedestal? Why does that love look so much more purer than any other love? Esp the love which is reciprocated..it does not seem that ‘good enough’ why? We want what we can’t get and what we… Continue reading
(Niels Lyhne) Is love this intense only when there is yearning? Only when you don’t get what/who you love? Why is that kind of love more pure, more ‘something’ (not getting proper word)? Why, when you get what you yearned for, you start taking it for granted? The thrill, the yearning subsides? ~ that’s why… Continue reading Thinking after reading Neils Lyhne
Distant memories..You seem like a hazy memory now..I had feared this,memories becoming blurry, fading away..and now you're gone..Even from the memories..Just a distant knowningness..Were you ever real?Or was it all really a dream?I cannot stay near your memories anymore..I don't even know you anymore..I'm letting the memories fade..It's a long road..and i can't stay..i had… Continue reading Cannot stay
its hard..to not put up a mould when around other people.. kind of like shields, on automatic.. directly goes up.. and then you struggle, feel suffocated in that mould, and so you say it’s people, you don’t like to be around people.. what you don’t like is - who you become when you’re around them..… Continue reading Moulds
I miss you.. even though i dont want to.. dont want to tell you how weak i feel today, how i let the tears flow, yet.. i dont want to show my weakness to anyone, dont want to show my tears to anyone, dont want to talk, dont want this sadness to go away, dont… Continue reading Grieve
“Nothing has changed. The body is susceptible to pain,It must eat and breath air and sleep,It has thin skin and blood right underneath,An adequate stock of teeth and nails,Its bones are breakable, its joints are stretchable.In tortures all this is taken into account.Nothing has changed.The body shudders as it is shudderedBefore the founding of Rome and… Continue reading Nothing has changed
And thena song says it all..what you wanted to hear..that it's okay..just fly away...Panchiyaa ft. Amit Trivedi and V SelvaganeshHow many faces will you search?How many streets will you walk?You don't walk on one path,keep wandering off in places..Tell me, what are you searching for?Just fly away, o bird...Just fly off..It's so ironic..the heart wants… Continue reading Fly away
Nobody understands this melancholy..Death..It seems so alluring and peaceful..Its just the end,then there's nothing..no dramano peopleno efforts..Nothing..I want that Nothing.