Endnote

The way people end a relationship tells a lot about the other party in it. Their reactions at the very end are mere reflections of each other when it all boils down to the level of extracting salt and chlorine from the days they spent together, and largely enjoyed.

I fell in love with you at the first sight. No doubt you were a mess, but I saw the beauty in you and took it upon myself to bring out the best in you. People say I have succeeded in doing so. They say you look great now, much better than ever. I practiced several details inside my head before I shared my wisdom with you.

Now, that I am leaving you, I am worried a bit. Continue reading

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Back Again

How do I justify myself of my ignorance towards regular writing?

All I have written are two posts in the last one year. This is crazy. I haven’t been so busy, I have just stopped caring about it. This is unacceptable. There have been times when I have handled a lot on my plate, have bit into more than I could chew and swallow but during none of those times in the past year I have given preference to write.

Why? This is the question I ask myself today and have no answer to, not yet. Continue reading

Non Existential Tomorrow

Four months ago, I decided to write a blog post every alternative day and I ended up not writing even one during all this time. I suck at meeting deadlines and yet I arrive everywhere right on time. Two absolutely contrasting constraints, one would say. This is my problem and I must deal with it, for the rest of my life. What you can do, for now, is to stop delaying things until tomorrow, especially the ones you can do today. Continue reading

Ikigai

Thoughts have wings.

Imagination has the power to cross billions of light years of distance in a mere millisecond. It beats the speed of light, and that too, every moment. Put anyone at the job of imagining and jotting down what he imagines and you will end up with chaos on paper. It would make no sense. Unguided imagination is chaotic and follows no laws of physics though it uses a physical instrument, brain, to imagine. Continue reading

Illusions

If world was simple and transparent, feelings would become monotonous and sad, eventually.

The world is complexed, layered and hence it calls for judgment and constant improvement on thoughts and actions. All actions result in the desire of achieving an objective. An objective, once achieved, becomes boring and hence rises a desire for a new challenge. Continue reading

Reality Check

You are all flawed and I am a little bit more flawed than you.

You are flawed because you go through guilt and regret every now and then. You feel guilt because you believe you are not doing what you are supposed to do. You regret not grabbing an opportunity presented to you years ago that could have placed you in a better position today than the one you are currently in. Continue reading

Working Out

Nothing works out they way I want it to.

I had a lot of expectations from this blog but I lacked discipline. I have not given it my one hundred percent. How can I expect anything to work if I am not completely involved in it. I have to make sure I do what I have to do so that everyone starts doing what they have to do and the cycle begins. A cycle will end only if it begins in the first place. I have let myself down and I am so ashamed of myself. Continue reading

To Sleep Or Not To Sleep

I spend twelve hours in my apartment everyday. Out of those twelve hours, I sleep for about eight. Of late, I have begun to hate sleeping. It feels as if I am wasting a huge amount of time on doing nothing. I fail to understand despite of living in such modern times, why haven’t the scientists figured out a way to avoid sleeping and still managing to refresh the mind and the body. A pill can be designed that doesn’t let one sleep. Just look at the positives of making such a pill. Continue reading

Reboot

This has to be the longest duration of time I have been absent from the blog. It is not that I didn’t want to write, but when do we ever get what we want? I just couldn’t or perhaps I should write, I just didn’t. When the number of people around you grows, you start thinking about them rather than thinking about yourself. Parties, night outs, traveling, discussions, misunderstandings and judgments take the front seat and send personal growth, reading, writing, responding to the rear. Shall not happen again. This is no excuse for not being able to write one post every other day. How do I plan to get better if I do not do what I am bad at. Practice maketh the man perfect but it is the manners that maketh the man in the first place. If I do not mannerize myself to write, when would I write bad and if I do not write bad, when would I get better and finally, if I do not get better, who will read me? Continue reading

I

The blood in my veins rushes to its maximum speed, correlating with the beats per minute of my heart, sending signals to my brain that I am highly excited at this moment.

Wait, isn’t the above sentence wrong?

Is it ‘I’ who is excited or is it my body? Continue reading