Why I Write

Because the voices in my head need a canvas to draw on. The end! It's kind of like being possessed, have you been possessed? Too much, okay let me tell you how it starts. It starts as an idea, a word that leaches itself onto my brain. Initially it's harmless, like a feather in the... Continue Reading →

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My Happiness Coefficient

Happiness for me starts with the simple question, Who am I? That is a question I've been asking all my life. From growing up without a father and thinking I needed to accurately know the man for me to be complete. To being in awe of a mother who has more love in her heart... Continue Reading →

Cat Calling in a Modern World

I'll be the first to admit I don't usually get it right or even know what needs getting right. I'm at times oblivious to the many slights of society towards females. I know how difficult it is for me to sometimes understand everything that's going on with females or even how I can be of... Continue Reading →

Milkshakes and Liquor

They met, young, na├»ve and hopeful. Well she was hopeful, like spring after winter and autumn. He was fun, like stolen kisses, the bad boy stereotype and like every tale of love, it wasn't easy, especially not in the start. But you get to learn a person after all. Their waterfall at sunset, how to... Continue Reading →

Time Traveling Mirrors

At the bottom of my custard bowl, where all depression apparently ends. Stained completely white with failures of my misgivings. This far down the rabbit hole, spoonful after spoonful. Spoonful, tastes of happiness, intoxicating my being like petrichor. We met after my exams, I came to yours and our feet did the walking, twists and... Continue Reading →

A Changing World

It's currently 2018, with many technological advances, shifting social cultural ideals, and the ability to decide what we love and do that for the rest of our lives. The world has dramatically changed from 1993, the year I was born. I still find my elders reminiscing about the good old days. Before cellphones and the... Continue Reading →

What If?

What if I told you, I know the ghouls and ghosts under my bed. Syllable for syllable I utter their names. Utter in my head, punctuate with nouns, verbs and similies and still fail to call their name out! What if I told you I had skeletons in my closet. 6 feet past the coats... Continue Reading →

Who Am I?

I am love. I am an attempt at love at least. Love is given freely, void of expectation. You don't need to be bothered if love is unrequited. Love is full, over flowing all the time. Love is a meandering manifestation of the many different imaginations my mind can contain. Anger, like the blocking beaver... Continue Reading →

Ungrateful eyes

I'm now of the notion that it's all my fault. This has not always been the case, but allow me, my lengthy thesis in rant form. One word, Entitlement, I had it in the back of my mind somewhere, that someone, something, or the world in general owed me a great debt and I had... Continue Reading →

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