Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Failed experiment


I see a small section of people who stand-up for what they want. They do the jobs they like, marry the people they love, travel to destinations they dream even if they have to hitchhike. They do all that facing a lot of resistance and hardship, from society as well as family.

Some of them end up having just ordinary lives. No opulence, no fanfare.
Just ordinary.
This gives a lot of satisfaction and a sense of security to the society, which can label this small, adventurous population as a failed experiment.
But what the society can't fathom is the level of satisfaction and happiness this small population experiences even in their so-called ordinary life. They enjoy each day and each experience as life presents it. They find meaning in their existence rather than face compulsion of routine. They keep exploring, experimenting, enjoying the forbidden fruit.
They are not a failed experiment, they are the next iteration of evolution.

Monday, October 12, 2015

Memories


Memories... Keep the right ones.
Not all things end well. But if we can just remember the good parts, they can take us a long way.

Sunday, October 11, 2015

So affectionate...

When I returned home after a long day, I found her waiting at the door for me. Her large brown eyes were full of love. She gave me a nice warm hug. I bent down and gently kissed her on her forehead. She playfully jumped on me and rested her head on my chest, her soft smooth hair brushing against my face.
I wanted to go inside but she had other plans. She had waited all day for this moment and she was not done just yet.
She reached for my face and planted a huge wet kiss on me.
She won't stop licking me all over, almost tearing my shirt in the process. I finally stopped resisting and gave in to her mood.
Let's play...

Damn, Dogs are so affectionate!

Delusion


Some delusions are better than reality.

Saturday, October 10, 2015

A Writer



The people who create magic with words, who can imagine and see things that others can't and then, bring those things for others to relish, just by their words.
A tribute to all the writers.

Tragedy of Glory



The brightest and the strongest, the ones that do so much for the world are often the ones who are the loneliest! 

Thursday, October 8, 2015

My Moon



Well, even in relationships, someone always loves more than the other.
And then, there are times when the one you love is not with you. It is really sad to love and not be loved back.
But don't let that scare you from loving someone. It takes courage and character to love someone selflessly.
Love like you would love the Moon.

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Finding my way home



Yes, I believe that I'm those old school romantic type! Guilty as charged!
But sometimes, when you are down and low, a touch is all we need. A touch of the person we love, and it gets us pass everything else. It feels safe, it feels home.

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Alone



I captioned it 'Alone'.

Contrary to popular belief, being alone doesn't essentially means absence of physical company.
Over the years, I have been in relationships, been out of it, lived among friends, lived in seclusion, had a very social life and been a recluse too. With all the experience that I gathered from all the interactions, I have come to interpret the term alone in a much broader sense.
Being alone is not just an absence of physical company, it is a much more complex mental state. Many of us would have felt alone in a room full of people. I, for one, have.
Sometimes, being trapped in situations and relations also make us feel alone. This loneliness, the one that exists even with people around, is particularly more taxing and daunting than being alone in the traditional sense of the word.
I have experienced another form of loneliness. I really can't put my finger on it, but I believe it is intellectual loneliness, the feeling of being unable to find people who match our wavelength, 'Our kind of People'. I so want to surround myself with people who just get what I'm saying. The Magic that happens when we don't need to complete our sentences. The message gets conveyed before the words are spoken. Of all the times I have felt alone, this one has been the worst kind.

Feel free to pen your thoughts on the topic.