I escaped last week from the questions that the city life was posing before me. I escaped from the people that were coming too close for comfort and I escaped away, far enough to think about what was keeping me…
Category: Blog
Don’t gimme red!
Ok so it’s the time of the year where TV, radio, newspapers and magazines start harping about love. All the shops are coloured pink and red with merchandise and all the couples around you start planning dinners, gifts and what…
… where are we heading?
I have missed pondering on my keyboard for quite sometime now and it feels good to be back on track with it. I haven’t uploaded my blog for a long time, and I apologize. I just started working as a…
…Starfish
While walking down a clean beach early one morning, I came across an almost dead starfish. It was stuck in the sand, stagnated. There was an urge to pick the fish up and take him home, and match it with…
Writing
In my cave Deep beneath the ground I wait for inspiration to strike Amongst the muffled sounds… Sounds of thumping feet, Sounds of muffled speech, Sounds of dying music And of the music that has died Life reaches me Seeping…
Legal system
‘How many times can a man turn his head and pretend he just cannot see?’ These Bob Dylan lines came to my mind when I read that Jessica Lal’s murderers had been acquitted. A girl shot twice, at a crowded…
Groups Continued
I have said goodbye to all those groups and to life and I have been dead into another group. I cannot tell you what group this is, because it is useless having any knowledge whatsoever of it before you die.…
Groups
A group is a set of people having things in common to do, to say or just have common goals, a group is made up of you, me, she, him and them. Eventually with time these hes, shes and thems…
Pang of Depression
Feelings of inadequacy Sense of insecurity, Belief in myself shattered, Dreams lost; uncertainty. A fuzzy picture, Of the future, The past a distant mistake, Putting their faith at stake, In the current present. Storms and fuzzy gray skies, Leafless trees…
Heartache, Pain and then Peace
In some corner of this town, There is a memory lane. Long ago we walked it down, ‘Tis where we saw flowers, sunshine and rain. There’s the corner of happiness, Where we laughed as we walked. Holding her hands we…