Saturday, October 29, 2016

Unwitting Happiness

I am going through a rough patch in life right now. Things don't seem to go my way, a lot has changed, pieces don't fall in to place like they used to and over all I feel as if I'm hanging off a cliff.  So, only recently, I started writing a journal. Partly because I wanted to document my feelings but mostly because I needed an outlet for my growing frustration with everything around me.  
And now a month later, when I sat down to read my initial entries, I have come across a startling realization. 

Saturday, August 13, 2016

The Pawn

I started playing chess a couple of years ago but then completely abandoned it. Only recently, I picked it up again like a bad habit and realized something. So here's a thing about chess- collateral damage is inevitable. You can't expect to win the game with all your pieces intact. So chess is fundamentally the art of sacrificing the right piece at the right time just so at the end of the game, the king takes the glory for doing absolutely nothing at all.   

Tuesday, June 07, 2016

For a Change

So Hey!
I know that I've been irregular in writing stuff these days but its because I'm planning something big. But you'll have to wait for it.

However in the mean time, I have some news to tell you all.

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

String by String

I was reading up this particular paradox the other day. It said that in every seven years, every cell of the human body gets replaced by a new one. The question is, if each and every cell in our body is changed to new in a lap of seven years and we physically become a new person then how can we say that we are still ourselves? How can we call us by our birth names, when in fact that body no longer exists. 

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Falling to peices

Cause love doesn't hurt so i know I'm not falling in love, I'm just falling to pieces  

Saturday, February 06, 2016

Bursting Bubbles

Recently, I was wondering how it'd be like to live in a bubble. I know it's weird, but then its me, so I can't exactly help myself. Anyway, I started imagining the whole thing. Living in a protective world, away from all the danger and ruthless people, floating lightly and peacefully around. But then it occurred to me, that we all do live in a bubble. A bubble of lies, built to protect us from the harsh realities of this world.