I started writing in a journal/diary because I needed to vent. I needed to share my feelings and thoughts and I used to be a child with no friends with parents determined to let that status remain. I was afraid if I talked out loud about the tales in my head, I'd be deemed a… Continue reading Ode to the Smoothie Jar.
I was just going through my drawer and I came across the diary I had when we shifted to the city, I always start a diary with a poem or something, here's how I started this one Here's and example,From a Butterfly Who on a tough, hard rock,Happy can lieFriendless and all alone,On this unsweetened stoneNow… Continue reading Butterfly
Ok. I and a bunch of friends got kicked out because we were late for a lecture (but no we actually went on a detour from canteen through the grounds in to the basement =D) not kicked out.. we didn't go in after we saw the self study class filled with my crazy theetha batch… Continue reading It’s better to burn out than fade away
Alright, I went. Had a classic session at the medical college. The people who did my medical aka interview were the nicest doctors I might ever meet. The surgery section, where my medical booklet was to be finally signed, had such a warm doctor and well. There you go. I am Officially a student… Continue reading Forever, and forever, farewell, Cassius! If we do meet again, why, we shall smile; If not, why then this parting was well made
Another day, full of horrors went down. Went to the store bought a HUGE DIARY for myself. Well spent 750 rupees. That is about I dunno.. 9 dollars? But it has a good amount of bulk in it and I can write my capillaries out. Brown. Heavy. But beautiful. Finally I'll go back to my journal, given… Continue reading Thoughts and a Scare
It was a bad day. Because I was off to the Court and there was a lot of stuff to be done and travelling local is a great mess. My mind made it easier for me, but the legs and arms heed no illusion I am tired. But its soon gonna be over and a… Continue reading Thoughts and a paragraph
You can shed tears that she is gone, or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back, or you can open your eyes and see all she's left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see her, or you can be full of the… Continue reading When she’s gone. Remember, you once loved her
Tales of two : Just Audrey I wasn't going to pretend she never existed. I wasn't going to act as if nothing had changed. I wasn't going to try to move on. That part was gone yes.. But it will never be lost. She will remain there. She will stay. And things would never be the… Continue reading Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone