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Emptiness

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It's just so intriguing and interesting when we observe how we think about the actions we take, differ completely when took in respect to others and ourselves. Like how our actions are a reflection of our personality, our various needs and the ways we express our innermost feelings. Being a student who is constantly torn between trying to study hard for entrance examinations and keeping up with the expectations of the society, doing something other than the usual routine is a challenge in itself. But even in this mess I manage to get myself confused about, what’s happening and why am I the person going through all of this?  One such thought leads to another and eventually I started to ponder upon my actions while looking at my friend; how he has everything going in a perfect manner like attending all class lectures and exams, taking all the efforts required to do well. But when I talk to him about studying, deep down inside I feel empty, inferior…. maybe even a bit jea

Remember the time when you thought i was angry?

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It was a cloudy day and it was raining cats and dogs. But I found a window to escape from the prison people commonly call "Home". I took 339 Katraj bus from Santnagar bus stop. Put a 70 bucks day pass behind the cover of my mobile. Sat on the last corner window seat. Plugged in my headphones and a playlist played with "Kabira". It was obnoxiously dark and drizzling. I had a strong cup of coffee just like I love it. The bus moved slowly through the chaos created in this wet weather. And the lyrics played "Kaisee teri khudgarzee, Na dhoop chune na chhaaon". It nudged a pinch of sadness into my mind, which then poured a cup full of unexpressed feelings and a bowl of emptiness and anxiety. The same old record of thoughts kept playing in my mind. Depression struck me repeatedly like the plague. I became full of emotions which I had no idea how to deal with. I was struggling with all the sentiments coming out like a fountain. With the melancholic