Travelling to my hometown is always interesting. It starts off slow, languid, exhausting and ends with a hint of sadness. I enjoy the place and I enjoy the process. Every time I can expect something new to happen. It's a beautiful hill station that of course bears the burden that comes with tourism. I didn't … Continue reading The travelling soul
Poetry wasn't just some old pastime, it was an extension of my soul.
I always thought luck was this huge scam that I wanted to steer clear of. It's hard though, it's hard not to give in to your insecurities.
As much as I like to believe that my mind is a clean slate, it's filled with memories if not thoughts.
A sense of belonging is something we're all in pursuit of.
You can say a hundred things you don't mean, but one silence can give away your entire truth.
Sometimes a song can set the tone for your day, it can get you out of a slump, put you in one or may relate to your life in some way.
Change is the world's first functioning time-machine that only goes forwards.
You can't really wait around for people to find you if you're silent, you have to stand out and stand up for yourself. How can you convince anyone else when you can't even convince yourself?
Anyone who says they haven't lied in their life is either lying or is godsent.