Category Archives: Self

Sometimes I wonder if the job of a night is just to make you realize what a colossal failure you have been!

It’s bound to happen someday… The tethered notion of being stuck in the same place. Same days. Same nights. And yet all you can do, it seems, is to wake up and go on…

It’s so easy to judge everyone around you just by an off handed impression you have of them. Even I am not immune to this. Yet, I stick to those impressions just because it is easy.

Life doesn’t turn out the way you want. But, you can still work towards it. Unfortunately, for everyone else whose life isn’t turning at all, or even moving anywhere, dreams become a luxury. An oasis away from the perils of this wretched world. 

Even though there is no point in continuing with mediocrity, ego will always find a way to further your humiliation! 

You are allowed to have fun sometimes. Even at the expense of daily duties… What’s the point otherwise? 

Why does mind sometimes refuse to be at peace?  Isn’t attaining serenity the whole point? Why then, does the mind create an elaborate shit show and take away any semblance of hope… 

Painful to wait for a call that will never come…
And yet, I see myself staring at the phone

Just because you have decided to keep at bay, the problems you are facing, doesn’t mean that they’ll cease to exist…