Insensitive

Simplicity brutally overthrows the haughtiness of demeaning ideas. They continue to ruin the better part of the thoughts, meddling with the mind, the most private of affairs. Claiming to be the most innocent visitor, they turn out to be destructive parasites. Insolent ideas are like barbs to impale the necessary words; it becomes a mission to malign the simplicity of emotions which have the potential … Continue reading Insensitive

Trust

It is impossible defining trust from a distance, from the words spelt put carefully, but still cannot be distinctly understood by the thorough intuition. Perhaps, that precious feeling is delirious under the circumstances it has to endure. What if trust is simulated in a grand way? There are shrewd ways to script the perfect emotions to fit the expectations. The longing for feelings can take … Continue reading Trust

Ignoring The Relevance

Do we ignore life so much that the truth in writings feels uninteresting? Sometimes a piece of writing has to be hollowed out and filled with mundanity to appeal to the taste- as acquired over a period of time. It could be that life feels so burdened with everyday repetitiveness. Yes, mostly the routine, the lifecycle of thought, and the remnants of consequences stay longer … Continue reading Ignoring The Relevance

The Flaw and Reflections

There is a flaw in our thinking process because we believe that glass is fragile. It shatters and lacerates the reflection, the images we hide from, and the reality of the prevalent world. The weather if filtered to give those eyes a false dream, or a changing canvas that represses the feelings and voices. None can gauge the health of glass, and its transformation to … Continue reading The Flaw and Reflections

When The Dreams Leave

While dreaming, I turn away from the earlier ones, feeling saturated and satiated with those experiences. Not that they have been fulfilling! Chances have been squandered for fear of alienating the others. There’s always a feeling of comparison that works against each other. I do not enjoy comparing their uniqueness, but the consciousness rushes in to group them and create an identity to place them … Continue reading When The Dreams Leave

Solitary

There is a true sense of freedom in solitariness. It is about giving a chance to a soul to strengthen itself to realise a greater purpose of existence. A worthwhile time or moments to discriminate between the useful and unpurposeful thoughts. It is necessary to discriminate and challenge the frivolous thoughts that occupy the mind and drives it towards insanity that disguises itself in vanity. … Continue reading Solitary

An Endless Thing

One could have been guided by the instincts, but the pressurising effects took over and swept away everything. It was nature’s influence; not the kind one, but instigated by the events that were agitating the core of its meditative patience. All the visible tracks are snatched away by the terrible reversal in fate. Nothing is linear, and the routes that appear lead to an uncertain … Continue reading An Endless Thing

The Contemplations of Silence

It could not have been the gloomiest of days, but its silence was restricting the flow. There were unsettled sentiments waiting to be heard. That was not to be! The figures shifted according to some secret plan and the positions were momentarily filled with trepidation. As if everyone was communicating through that silence. A new way to express deep resentment and unfulfilled desires through a … Continue reading The Contemplations of Silence