Dreams, sanity in question,
Many a miles travelled,
Only to meet their destiny –
Silenced,
For what seems like forever.
Category / Feelings & Experiences
Try
Try, as you might,
Force it upon yourself, so you do,
So many things only,
One is capable of
Banter, Everywhere
Banter, everywhere,
Considerable amounts of engagement,
Constant debating,
Never did any, any good.
Questions
Is it all sunshine and roses,
Is any?
Disposition, and All that Jazz
Serene, calm, and resilient,
Calculated moves driving home their point,
Unabashed, bold, a spirit on fire,
Gladly chooses to remain,
As is, though desire.
Sonder Thoughts
You and I, we amble on,
Blissfully, or not, ignorant,
Of the fact that,
It is not all about us.
Safe playing
What do you choose –
The certainty of routine?
Or the lure of the unknown?
To and fro,
Back and forth,
To break free,
Or to play it safe,
To do the right thing,
Or be a-wandering.
Food Archives
As I enter the narrow seating area, I choose a table with a cozy corner all to myself. I look up to the familiar thaatha and order my regular—chicken biryani. I wait in eager anticipation as I prepare myself to take in the ever-familiar aroma of the crisp, deep-fried chicken and the fragrant basmati. Soon enough, my order arrives and I jump up in wild excitement, inside my mind. I make sure my sleeve fold is firm as I look at it the way a child would look at an ice-cream cone.
Experiences
It just seemed like now that I arrived here, a naive me taking in the sights. I remember attending my very first class – I had to choose which row to take – and I gladly chose the last. It only seems like now that all those evenings at the hostel flew by, one not too different from the other. I had a lot of time to myself – I wanted this, and I got it. Maybe a little too much. I had trouble fitting in – but I have a much clearer head now, or so I think. I’m suddenly taken aback by not getting to be in sweet ignorance anymore. Clichéd as it goes, I really needed this time on my own. More opinions, a better sense of belonging, and though I detest the engineering programme to date, college has been a melancholic, hormone-driven, bittersweet experience. I think I am done reminiscing now, and I’m out to live the hell out of the remaining few weeks here. For what they’ve been, the memories stand, but this can’t just be it. To more friggin’ experiences.
Perspectives
And it saddens me deeply,
That mine is the only perspective,
I’ll ever get to fully experience.
A Sight into My Psyche 