Thursday, November 16, 2017

Plugging in Yesterday

Shameless plug from my other blog which will eventually become redundant except maybe for personal reasons -

Adding to it, the day ended with butter dosa and ice cream and a little walk in the chill.
It was important to put this here because these are the kind of things I would have written here anyway.

I got a job offer today. Not something I am particularly interested in, but hey, silver lining. :)
The pay is good.

That's all about the good stuff :)

Saturday, November 11, 2017

Something New

Hi peeps.

I sort of started a new side project. Here's the link -

*What's with the long URLs?*
See you there too!

Monday, October 23, 2017

That moment when you discover that people are different..

... such an obvious thing, right?

Not really.

With a heavy heart, I bid a farewell to stories that never even happened, that stopped mid-way and that didn't work out the way they were supposed to.

Actually no, I am not that sad. Just a little distraught and helpless about realizing that not everybody is transparent about who they are and their whys. Or why the goodness is just gone.

The little things. Better day tomorrow? I hope so!

Sometimes blind faith seems not reason enough and the shoulders have all lied down to rest.
You also shrug and trust everyone a little less or maybe your heart becomes a little more fragile and your song dims so that only you hear it anymore.

It's good.
Alone. But good.
Tiring. But good.
Overwhelming. But good.

"But good"
Reminds me of how Brutus was 'an honourable man'.

Now playing:
Just promise me you'll think of me
Everytime you look up in the sky blue and see s star
I am a space bound rocket ship
And your hearts the moon
And I am aiming right at you
250,000 miles on a clear night in June
And I am so lost without you
Without you
Without you

Monday, October 16, 2017

This poem is not pretty

This poem is not pretty
If it looks anything like the inside of my mind right now
This poem is not pretty
If it looks like my hair getting tangled in the wind

I am in a car with windows rolled down
What else do you need to dissect your life?
I see the poisonous particles in the air that I inhale
Each particle expands into a thought
Jumbling and running into one another
The pendulum starts swinging
And everything is set into motion

Does everyone have 2 people inside them?
Is everybody secretly a Gemini?
And could one part want something diametrically opposite to the other?
And if they told their stories together
You wouldn't believe they coexist.
They themselves don't.
(Perhaps their stories are exactly why they co-exist.
Ignore him, he's my second half)
They debate, they talk
Sometimes one wins with a clear shot
Other times their amorphous forms merge
To become a third person of their own accord
Without you even really noticing

All of 22
And I have already started seeing the coming about of what had gone around
The wilful and bitter sweet friendship of goodness with time - 'the good times';
The fact that you can't perpetuate that for someone -
Take that away from someone
Sometimes your love isn't going to be enough to save someone
Your hate so feeble it won't even singe
I think that's why we have candles on cakes
Wishes on lashes
And fairy tales

I think of the younger one
How she has dreams and aspirations for herself
How with her entirely different journey
She will still end up thinking the same.

Thursday, October 5, 2017

Free Will

I think one of the most irritating things we face in this life is the gift of free will that other people have. Actually, no. I think we collectively get annoyed because somebody else's free will doesn't align with what we want.
It's stupid how much weightage we can give to stupid problems and how they just increase if we don't grieve properly. And even if you do, you still don't stop feeling it. It just gnaws and you keep rebuilding with one eye concentrating on it not eating you whole.
What can I say?

Let me stop throwing tantrums or at least throw tantrums for something that makes more sense. I am kind of miserable and sad and upset that everyone's gone. Because I was having quite a ball. And for the first time probably, every one involved was unemployed. Not that everything was makkhan smooth. (Got to love makkhan though). But it's okay. Lazying around is also wondrous almost all of the time. Oh for people who don't know and are still reading this random rambling, this includes Deepak, Meenal, Navjot and Samanber. Peeps, peeps.

I fell in love with the actor Siddharth. Yay. He's cool. And I did something stupid as well. Huh.

Anyway it's 4:40 and I am still pissed but I need to sleep. Good night. :)

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Because I am not getting sleep anytime soon and don't know what to do!

Umm, started disliking phones again. So disturbing and annoying.
Today was a long day.
I want to write poetry again.

Kho gaye hum kahan?
Rang saare jahan.
Kho gaye hum kahan?
Rang saare jahan.
Tedhe medhe raaste hai
Jaaduin imaarte hai

It's a nice song.
Things get so complicated no sometimes. Some things are so important like the cliched bitter medicine for good stuff.
People died in the Elphinstone stampede today, in other non-senti news. Sounds so surreal to me.
There is a lot of daily wastage of energy for shitty things. I think Buddhism helps to overcome that a little bit.

Okay I will go now!
Chill for a while.
Bye. :')

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Dear Papa

Yes, I will be talking to you separately but how could I not remember you at the place I love the most, my place?
I miss you.
I can't remember like I did yesterday and my belief system isn't as strong as it was the day before but I am still walking ahead.
But I realized that I had forgotten what was important, what all you'd told me. Thank you for reminding me.

I wil always love you.