The world becoming smaller isn’t exactly a good thing. It has taken a lot of good old stuff from us. I hate how letters have gone extinct. Weren’t they a product of immense yearning? You wouldn’t waste it with your regular small talk. In a
Gaming has been a big chunk of my life so much that I always return to it. If I mull over the why, the only thing that makes sense to me is that maybe it takes me to a different world. The bizarre possibilities of
Why I hate to fightIs not the hurt,It is actually the aftermathWhen she pulls herself under a shellAnd struggles to trust me again.I was a monsterSome unfortunate minutes ago,It is so difficult to convinceThat I am not the same man,I was merely at my lowest
Out of the most cardinal human chores, it is no mystery that eating remains one of those rudimentary purposes that clearly stand out. Primarily because of how it makes you feel, you know, when you put a morsel in your mouth, it’s the taste that
I am in awe of my mother. The way she has taken care of me during these difficult times is remarkable per se. To say that I have been one of those lucky ones who have been pampered throughout my life would be an understatement.
The concept of the human body analogy against the cosmos has often bowled me over. The similarities are uncanny if you take a look at the way some nebulae imitate the appearance of a human eye. Finding the Helix nebula reaffirmed the semblance further as
It’s a bizarre state where I find myself today. A rare shape of disquietude persists. Now that I think of it, it has been with me ever since I have been in this trance, like a zombie walking through chaos, doing everything that was being
I kickstarted my lulled journey after almost three months of a difficult hiatus. The world feels different now. Not that because it has changed. It feels different coz I have. The window with which I used to witness the world has suddenly become a lot
After wading through countless topics related to every living being’s inherent ability to self-heal through Yoga, I have finally decided to give in to the process. The process as an ‘Acharya’ states is called ‘Reversal’. Imagine you are a person void of technology, holed up
लोगों का क्या है,लोग तो भखेड़ों की बस्ती से निकल पड़ते हैं सब सामान बटोरे पर मैं, मैं तो वहीँ रह जाता हूँ महीनो किराया दे वहीँ बस जाता हूँ दुर्घटना स्थल के चक्कर लगाताबार बार दोहराता जो चीज़ें हलक पर रुक गयी थी सब