This morning, I have had a dream of singing a song which was played for someone special. She seemed to be impressed after a long gap of ignorance. She was smiling for the very first time. I was on some connecting walking lane situated at the top of some building. It was airy and cloudy… Read More Dream Perfecto, We Imperfecto
I don’t know what to say. It often starts with that sentence, doesn’t it? Though in the back of our mind, we have a whole lot of decided and undecided thoughts jumbling up and down to come out. But we can’t (won’t) transform those into any words. We know what to say but probably, we… Read More A Draft Pink Cluster of The Random Access Memory
Every gig I dare to perform, (s)he seems to reject in her mind. There is no corner in the world where I wouldn’t peek to look for what (s)he desires. In our talk, I was cold because (s)he was cold or it was the other way around. For those tantalizing dreams, you often pry around… Read More Fair Romance In The Silent Street
The other day, we were contemplating what if the feeling of love is pulled out from a person. Will that person experience the lack of empathy and gradually, turn into a sociopath? I am not going to give the (my) definition of love. You define love in whatever way you want. It changes with the… Read More The Gimmick of Love Without Reverence – A Pretentious Theory
Slit – the tiniest hole through which only the light passes. You wouldn’t believe what a discovery the physicist made from it – The dual nature of light. But, more than that, it gave or still gives incredible artistries in the whitest of the light show. In the huge universe of shadow, someone has spotted… Read More Virtually Loved, Universally Incomplete
Loneliness is a feeling of unwantedness that uncovers your inability to connect with your surroundings and people. It’s a scary place to be. I have a lot of admiration for the Netflix series BoJack Horseman for how it deals with mental health (that includes personal interconnectivity, loneliness and depression) through its characters’ amusing but natural… Read More When Lonely, Do Not Go to Vietnam!
“Oh, we were at the bungee jumping place. He was so afraid of heights like agoraphobia. Guess what, I am also agoraphobic. We connected so well.” “Yeah, we were talking a lot but you know what I didn’t find her interesting. I didn’t feel any connection there.” It’s like an everyday talk when we meet… Read More Our Desperate Attempt For Connection
