Expressions

Flashy lights, foggy windows, warm seats and a long way to go. A loved one by your side, to cherish the wildest dream just came upright.. Windows squeezed down, cool breeze blowing the face away, minds lost in utmost fantasy where worlds carve exaggeration all along the way..         .                .                 .                 .                  . Silence in this ambience speaks alot, if you chime in, the universe will give way for a shot. The road is wet, engines roaring into the dark skies, unknowns flashing by, the look on each individual's face will make for one indifferent smile. Rested hearts, settled composure, no words conversed, yet the stillness of the moment glued us tighter than ever. Where were you when I tinkered in the dark, of course it occured to me that I was dug wast...

Did you skip a beat today..? Did you feel the need to take a step back down just to see where you landed yourself today with..? Did the anxiety spiked more than the usual today? Well, here the universe humbly welcomes you to acknowledge the help you need to take. It's unbiased, inevitable, yet non-existent only if you deny to bow down and ask for a hand of trust.   Thousands of thoughts run through your mind, and not even one you seem to concentrate upon. It's just the constant worry that doesn't let you bother about one particular stuff. And then when the tension surfaces, you just dust every discussion with yourself to suppression. But deep down even you know that all these emotions, secrets bottled up won't do you good, as you corrode from inside, your expression wears away.   You try to find ways, sometimes even superficial ones that you hope might placate the condition. Such desperation to escape from these strings that tie you, doesn't let y...

Every moment has a story howsoever small it may be, it could never be insignificant. From the very first peck to the last goodbye, from expectation to refusal, from flying hopes to damning desperation, every moment is captured in the timeline, recorded deep into the universe, unanswered. Moments like these aren't shared as tell-tales but experienced woefully. A face so full of laughter during the day surprisingly finds it's way into over-analysed made-up situations at night, trying to prove for something which hasn't happened already. Like a picture on the wall, holding a thousand memories, depicts an ideal atmosphere to which one cannot relate anymore. Lost in the hazy future, brooding over the past, the light which tries to pierce the burden of both slowly dies away. Say, a fine evening, walking down the wet country road with food in your hand knowing empty tummies are waiting for you. While you're exhausting every grain of your timeline, in these walks you try ...

Control is what everybody wants in their life, stability to withstand every extremity of emotions, tailor-made conditions to live by which ironically turn the situation more complex and retrograding. We humans are wired as such to commit an action overlooking the consequences at first, and at the very instant when we realize our mistake, we are bound to these relentless thoughts which are emotionally driven and so the intellect loses the command.  This is where the problem starts, the cycle of events which run their course in our heads, the introspection which is determined to make you feel guilty, there's no avoiding it, tears falling down, a rush of anxiety, wishing for the universe to give one more shot.... This situation repeats itself and we find ourselves delving inside our hearts, searching for something which has lost its meaning already. Irrespective of everything that we stood for seems trivial. In that moment we define a new self, one which has emerged ...

Dear Self, I write this letter so that you may have a glimpse of your past to look upon and maybe this would serve as a purpose which you need to fulfill. Now I don’t blame you for every bad deed that’s occurred, every inevitable event that shouldn’t have happened, that could’ve been stopped, only if you’d been a little more stronger. This letter is to remind you if you may change, that what kind of an individual you were, a two-face character, the kind of person whose personality is defined by the type of people they’re surrounded with! You know it’s really embarrassing when one lies to themselves, you keep on giving yourself this sense of relief that one day you will overcome your overwhelming horrors (if it’s gonna come, that is(apologies for sounding so blunt)) I’m not going to manipulate here, I’m talking to myself, how can I, but then my heart and my mind are not at one so it feels as if I support one and betray another. You know, you’ve been blessed with every happ...

It’s amazing how one glimpse of someone who’s unbeknownst to you produce seeds of imagination in your mind. When you’re lost in the inexplicable fantasy of whom that person might be and what possible connection you might’ve shared with them in another life. There’s a form of attachment which just pulls you to them, while you’re in this bedazzled state, where in an instant of time your thoughts are spinning, your mind travelling to the far distances, blurred lights and what not. Some say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, when you search deep into them, you might be able to relate all the suffering and heaven-sent cherished memories one’s recorded into their lives. Expectations which are imparted right through them, which might tell you all you need to know while still remain deadly silent as if nothing could ever seep through. It’s when you can’t express yourself, where you find yourself helpless or it’s difficult to interpret what one’s desires are, may it be the love of ...