Category: thoughts
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Break me if you can!
Hey, I wanna let you knowI’m going to stay this way.You are free to go.For me, you don’t need to stay. Hey, I can’t change myself.This is what you get.Maybe you need some help,If you see me as a threat. Hey, I see what you do.I see all your tricks.You think I don’t knowBut I’m…
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Just kidding!
Hello π! How are you all doing? I’m doing good and have been busy with work, festivities, travel, house chores, weather change etc etc. I’m sure you remember my post on “Adulting” which was me trying to be funny and my way of laughing on my pain..hehehe (cries a little) π« Today we’re gonna laugh…
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Scenes from the train π π
It’s the starting station on a Saturday afternoon. So it’s quieter than the usually more busy interchange stations on working weekdays. There’s a Waterpark nearby that is playing loud obnoxious music πΆ to which disinterested people are dancing π disinterestedly. The train just arrived and despite there being no crowd people rush in to secure…
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A wave of sadness π
You know those days, when you want to call someone and say something but you don’t know who to call and what to say. I hate those π‘ π We like to believe that we’ve grown up and all the life’s shit is sorted but then you have one of those days. And if you…
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Some more time to heal
I dreamt of growing old togetherAnd together weβd turn greyBut with every passing dayYour memory fades away. I felt darkness was there foreverThere forever from dusk to dawnWe stood still, while you were goneWhen life became a game of pawns. I find it hard to recall, hard to rememberTo remember, what life once was aboutI…
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Scenes from the CafΓ© βπ°
A quaint little cafΓ© in a busy, busy market of Delhi. And here I was sitting idle, going tap tap tap on my laptop π§βπ» observing people as they carry on with their lives. I eavesdrop on them, because well, that’s the kind of person who I am who easily gets distracted by background chatter.…
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What happened with the pain and the painkillers
Hello everyone π!! Thank you for your good wishes and all the great advice. I went to the doc (again!!!!) and guess what? I was in pain! I just wasn’t sure about it (can you believe?) So I did see a doctor. And the diagnosis is…drum roll please π₯ π₯ Kidney stones ππππ I am…
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Pain and painkillers. And how many painkillers can you safely take?
So I wanted to ask, how much of painkillers can you safely take. There are two things – one why am I in constant mild pain and two – is it ok to take an over the counter painkiller? Coming to the first one, I am constantly surprised by the pains in my body. Something…
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Pre mid life crisis and trip to the Salon!
Is there anything called a pre-midlife crisis? I already have been through a quarter-life crisis when I turned 25 and I’m nowhere near turning 50. So this has to be a pre-midlife crisis.Maybe I’m being overdramatic. I’ll tell you how I reached here. I just had a “hair treatment” done. I am also thinking of…
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To write or not to write. And what to write ππβοΈβοΈποΈ
I think I think, but nothing comes to mind. It feels like Iβve lost it. Have I truly lost the ability to write? Why nothing seems to fit. I stare at the blank space, Hoping to create something. It scares me back with an empty gaze, And I can come up with nothing. I have…
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Adulting is the new crisis.
What is adulting? Sorry, let me rephrase. What the f*ck is adulting?I know. Because I have been adulting for quite some time now. And it is not flattering. Adulting is:*Remembering to drink water*Paying bills*Ordering grocery before you run out of stock*Setting up reminders for every small things*Taking your daily medicine*Sleeping at 10 every night and…
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The Last Breath
The sun shone like it had never before. There was something about the wind that seemed to heave a sigh. There was a frenzy all around, birds flying through the sky, dogs barking and yet the warm breeze carried an eerie silence. I tried to look up to the sky but it was too bright…
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Is the mirror getting old?
She raises her doubts, to the figure in goldAm I pretty no more, or is the mirror getting old?She finds a scar on her face, she looks untoldAm I pretty no more, or is the mirror getting old? She looks at the glass, who looks back at herShe tries some make up, but it doesn’t…