Sometimes I start talking and stop because a voice inside begs me to (not a ‘voice’, voice). I see the look at the other person(s) face and my tongue slips a little. That is my cue to stop talking. And then suddenly I am tired. Then I just feel like being quiet for the rest… Continue reading I Understand Now What My Mom Meant by ‘Books will ruin your brain’
I have been gone for over a month. Does it matter to you where I was and what I did? To me it does (of course). And the very fact you did not acknowledge my absence makes it even the more important to me. Where was I all these winters? I was at a countryside,… Continue reading Reality Awaits
Social networks are great. Movie Theaters are great. Expensive restaurants are great. Less expensiveones are awesome. Going to them with friends is great. Making lots of friends is great. Talking is great. People and what they do is just..great But I hate all of this and all of them. I despise it all. It makes the… Continue reading Some things are just not good for you, but are great for others
I just cannot. I don’t write to the end of a notebook, a journal, a rough register. I cannot keep a cellphone for more than 8 months before I get terribly bored of it. Or destroy the living hell out of it.Or lose it. Halfway watching a movie I remember something and whoosh I am… Continue reading I Can Never End What I Start
When I get crazy.. I get crazy. I go after one thing like a freaking bull and I don't give up until I am all burned out. I mean it's with everything, a new hairstyle, a new pen, a new colour, a new dress, a new jacket, a new book series, new flavour of something… Continue reading Here’s to My 2nd crossword puzzle, and more !
So last night I am all wrapped up in my bed, it's about 10 o'clock and I am reading a book. Someone passes by my room with a characteristic winter *ttttttttttt* of the teeth and I switch the hand holding my kindle and let the poor thing warm while the other hand take its toll.… Continue reading Again, at the crossroads
So.. I have been reading this book 'The sea, the sea' by Iris Murdoch but the problem is I get to read it only in the bus (my spare time) and it's a short journey from college to my building. So yeah.. it's moving pretty steady. I read 'Under the net' before. Nice book. Both… Continue reading How relateable are we.. ey?