Catch-22

There's this game. There are no rules to the game. And you are playing it. Why are you playing? Because there's no other thing you can do. You are inside the game. And there's no "outside" to this game. So you keep playing it, not realizing even why. You keep doing what you feel in the heat of the moment. And the game continues.

You want to set rules to the game. But you are no referee. Probably no one is. You feel many are ingnorant about what even a rule means. You are optimistic, but still hopeless. You feel bad for yourself. You are in a Catch-22.

You yourself has put you in the situation you are in!

P.S.-Yes Freud, you were right. We are not good enough.

An indomitable dream of a mortal soul

I have a dream. A dream that is to be pursued, followed and chased. For one thing I know for sure, that it is the only thing that mattered the most, in all these years. And it is to be pursued with great vigour, with all the strength that I can gather in my arms, and putting everything at stake that I can ever have. The dream, is to be chased, and hunted down. Because, then my pains can join the sorrows to revel in that ecstatic laughter, pondering over to come again the next time.

Just after....

Searching the 'Life' outside the dictionary -
1. Sudden shocks of revelations that breaks the very fundamentals of your thinking
2. Realising that you are just another sand particle in vast expanse of seashore
3. Realising that there is something deep inside you that you cannot control, rather that 'something' controls you at times
4. Sometimes you just can't convince your heart, despite your mind trying every second for it
5. You try your best to hide your emotions, but then you come to know that people are smarter than you think

dated:19th Oct '14

Confessions of the inside me

Maybe I'm too strong, or I'm the weakest
Maybe I care too much, or I don't care at all
Maybe I don't understand you, or you don't give a f*** about me
Maybe its the best thing happened, or its too worst to bear
Anyways, life is just a 'word'...

dated:19th Oct '14

Writing for the Right

                So finally the day has arrived that I always fantasied about. "Writing for the Right". I wish to write just because I feel its the right thing to do so, nothing more. 

                I had this strong urge for writing an account of the happenings I witness in my everyday life. Sometimes they come out as reflections, sometimes confessions and occasionally as just desires. Most of the times these emerge when I find myself comfortable to spend some time with myself, in solitude. It is not that I want to tell something to the world, but its just that I can't keep them with myself.

dated:27th Sept '14