Welcome to My New Blogging Blog

  • My First Blog Post

    17th Sep 2019 by

    Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken. — Oscar Wilde. This is the first post on my new blog. I’m just getting this new blog going, so stay tuned for more. Subscribe below to get notified when I post new updates.

  • Unspoken

    14th Oct 2019 by

    Well, the pills are increasing but not the happiness. I wonder why doctors don’t prescribe happy pills instead of normal useless anti depressants. Don’t judge me if i call them useless, i guess I’m impatient. I cannot wait to get better. But the time never comes, at least it hasn’t yet. Churning out every bit… Read more

  • Epiphany i guess

    12th Oct 2019 by

    Don’t you sometimes get lost in a previous moment, thought or feeling. It’s like same adrenaline rush you felt in that moment. You remember it, you know it really well. I get some of those too. While i look into the sky endlessly, and my iris gets stuck into the blue hue, I start to… Read more

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I don’t get easily caffeinated. It’s a problem for me i guess. I want to but i can’t. The level of helplessness that you feel when you badly want to exactly feel something, i know all about it. These days i usually sit with coffee and my pen spurs words. Words that want to reach many but aren’t able to. I feel that sometimes it’s the fetish that pushes you to address certain issues, be it personal or societal. So yeah back to my coffee, it’s a privilege i suppose that something like coffee has been constant in my 19 years of life. Nothing is constant. This line is for those who use the word constant in their captions but not in their real life. It’s time for you to change, press backspace and re write. It’s the multiple whirlpools i get when coffee goes down my throat, that makes me want it more. Life too gives you ‘taught responses’ to certain circumstances, moments, people that you get used to. Without it you lose a part of you, a part of your routine. Now you’ll say, I’m dependent and I’m talking shit. But no, but yes. Somewhere we know that we want to stand on our own but we like to get carried away, like i do through a sip of coffee. I would love to quit depending on coffee but I simply cannot.

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