Category Archives: Self

I often wondered the power of words. A writer creating a world out of thin air. 26 alphabets and imagination. Mortals, they are not!

Things end. They have to. For the sake of sanity, eventuality and prosperity. In today’s world, there is no way to appreciate what is given unless it is taken away from you. A life lived is talked about after it ceases to exist. Way too bitchy a world we live in today to praise the living. So why would day to day activities be any different. Put a whole lot of perspective on attachments!

If I am over thinking your friendship, you’re not a friend. Reality is subtle, unprompted and genuine.

Let life be not just about hours and days and weeks and months and years… Let life be about the time in between that is to be cherished and enjoyed.

Should I judge the people based on their relationships that they have no control over? Or should I let it go? Even if they are quiet when they must speak? 

there’s no reason to be hasty youngling
good things will come to those who wait
oh yeah? then please explain me this old man
why, after all these years, your life still so upset

Knowing a couple things is always good. Striving to know a couple more is better.

It’s not just the depression, it’s the lack of sharing the feeling of depression that ends up magnifying the problem. Feeling disillusioned, disenfranchised, depressed is perfectly fine, just make sure you talk about it with someone who will try to lend a sympathetic ear.