After six years of holding on to the seams of your long departed ghost and after failing at love elsewhere It feels like forever and never at the same time, the possibility of a fresh love, in the life of a person so young where time is always fleeting and every moment feels like a … More I believe I will fall in love again.
So, I guess its true. I’m never going to live to experience or perceive all the amazing-ness and the beautiful magical creations in this world. Maybe I’ll live to be 74 years old and yet surely I will have missed something grand. There’s too much content here, too many people and too many ideas, wonderful … More Creation and failure.
Summer seethes on my skin Creeps inside the soaked dark blue-almost-black t-shirt I wear Runs down my back and my knees and my brow Shuffles around me and rests on the person beside me Suffocating, From the mingled putrid smells and sticky arms and the broken air conditioner Burning through the seat cover of my … More This Summer.
” That’s the difference between performance and acting, in the first there is a knife and your blood and the latter there is ketchup and you don’t cut yourself and then it’s a fail.” … More On running Naked into a wall for Six Hours, or Performance Art.
It is the 19th of April, 2017. I don’t really know why I decided to put this up as a blog post, but I was in the shower and I couldn’t help thinking that I wanted to remember this day in a special way. I guess this could be a “Dear Diary” excerpt but I’m aloof to the idea of maintaining a diary so mostly I just vlog or record myself speaking if I want to cherish a memory or remember an idea but, I guessed today was exciting enough to share with someone. … More A day in a Life.
You were always so desperate.
For love. … More Making Holes.
See, that’s where my problem lies. I keep thinking that the reason you can’t help me is because you don’t understand me. But deep down I know you can and, I’m only using this excuse of your ‘incomprehension’ to fool myself into believing that my problems aren’t so twisted. You can see where it comes … More My misery is my own.
So, many mornings ago in french class (for this has been in my drafts for weeks) , I came across a piece of really interesting information! We were introduced to this thing called the Theory of six degrees of separation. We were studying about networking when our teacher explained to us how it worked, in all the … More Between You and Me, there’s only 5 people, 0r The six degree theory
This post comes to you in three parts. A history, A realization and Some questions. Recently, I’ve noticed a disturbing pattern in my behavior, to be specific in the entire way that I give birthday gifts to people. I’ve always been the kind of person who had to give a really good and personalized gift. I … More How gift giving turned into a realization of my conditional and unconditional love for the people in my life.
Hey guys! It’s been way too long and I’ve been so swept with the exams that I almost had no time to breathe. I would write drafts of blog posts secretly in physics class or after and I ended up not posting once since the New Year. But I think it’s calming down a bit … More The “Mystery Blogger Award” (What!?)