Brownie She was so happy. Her proposal had been accepted finally. All that hard work, all those late nights had paid off. She turned to look outside the window. The skies did not echo her sentiments. They were the most morose shade of grey possible. She searched for rays of sunshine, but it was as dark as the ocean floor. All the joy left her like a punctured balloon. She turned around to text her friend about how her best day was actually morose. She felt horrible to always be the one who had a bad day. 10 mins of scrolling later, she realised she had nobody to say this to. She decided to make the most of what she had. She walked down through the now pouring rain, gingerly tiptoeing over puddles. She swore as mud got into her shoes. She felt extremely stupid for not being dressed monsoon friendly during monsoons. This wasn't ...
Wrote this long back, but here they come,as promised. The Quarter-Life Crisis. Feb 23, 2011 (Yes!The quarter life crisis seems to have hit me ...atleast some parts of it ..this is how it goes: ) Stop!Look!Turn around! Is this you ,you seem to have found? You can't look at what you have become, You don't want to think about what you have done. After this uncertain future does stare, Uncertainity of when,how and where... But then, where am you right now? Even if you want to leave,how? Those who seemed like they were kin, Didn't mind using you as a bin. They seemed like you knew them for years, But didn't think twice before they induced those tears. Those you overtook on the life highway, Were the one's who deserved to stay. Quenched your thirst to be there first, Now have to wait till the twist of fate. You had different notions of the future, Life surreptitiously drew its own caricature. You are sear...
Open Letter to all others like me - Hello. If you actually do reach the end of this very long ramble - thank you. If you exit this page right away - well thanks for giving it a shot. I dont even know if I am neurotic case, but I am one of those people riddled with anxiety, worrying, stage fear and what not... I won't say I have overcome it, I really do have no idea if I ever will. However I do think I have made some progress (still don't know in which direction - but I will go with any movement is better than none). Here goes. I used to be supersensitive even to what friends say. Forget strangers. For me if a complete stranger says something means I can be go - 'screw you' and move on. To some extent. But when friends/ family itself says na it used to hurt. A Lot. A cow's lifetime would have passed in the gap that I ruminated over what somebody told me. Analysed it. Ran it over and over in my head. Wondered why they said that. Wondered why I replied like th...
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