Realia

I probably understood social norms today the most I think. Or more so, that why there is a need for these social norms. Or a social sense ...

Let’s cut the crap and face it. Each one of us wants the thing we don’t have. Once we get it, we crave for something else. The tangle of w...

There are many thin lines in life. And coincidentally, many of those divide relationships. We never know what is going to happen in the ti...

Dear Universe, Before pouring it out on you, I would like to ask, do you exist? Were the profound writings of Hemingway and the fantas...

Dear diary, I'm sorry. I know I have ignored you. I have cheated on you and not written enough to you. For the things and people, whi...

Nothing is a big deal. People meet each other. They realize they like each other. They think they deeply are in love, make promises for th...

Winter is quiet. It’s lonely. It’s dark. It’s grey. And it talks to me. Even the cold coming in from the gaps of your curtains. It tal...

We talk. Then I don't. We meet. Then I don't. We long. Then I don't. It's not love or hatred. Let me...

if it doesn't come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don't do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your min...

One of the nicest scenes I have seen in the recent past: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sS4yuYoQHok And the one that follows this,...

Look, time is travelling! You always complain how life is crawling. You want to take a leap and see the future but it’s a snail that co...

"Ek baat hai dil me. Dabi si. Jab maloom hogi ki wo kya hai…bas tab tak saath raho." Kriti: Dabi si baatein hothon ke peech...

I am so tired of sitting here and trying to figure out stuff. Maybe I can’t write. But if I can’t write, what am I going to do in life. I...

I don’t ditch people. I don’t lie to them for my own selfish purposes. I am not mean by heart. I sound rude, but I cannot not care,...

Rains make you feel hungry. They make you crave for tea. A garden with two chairs, and a tea pot. Surprisingly, rains don’t make you th...

It rains in the head. Doesn’t it? When the day is cloudy, it rains in the head. When the lights inside the room stay on right from th...

She’s a good girl, loves her mama Loves Jesus and America too, She’s a good girl, crazy ’bout Elvis Loves horses and her boy...

I like the kid in me saying they are MY mother’s hands the possessiveness and the fact that I own her, is for what pride stands but ...

The date was 26 th of January 2012, and the time ticked as 6.30 am when Pandit Hariprasad Chaurasia blown into his flute. For the next t...

Thoughts during the journey: 23 rd December 2011 You can feel a strange, very strange combination while travelling from where yo...

It is 28 th of December 2011, 06:32 and it just used to be a morning like this six years ago. The sun also used to be sleeping till now,...

People are surfaced. And blind. And don't want to go to the core, until they are directly involved. Too much expectations? Maybe. 

To all the letters that one doesn’t write at the time one should, and regret later, the deal is that the realisation comes only with expe...