Life Goes On


There are couple of thoughts that I want to get off my chest before I start rambling as usual; She will comeClose to youBy saying"You are so beautiful"Only to show youHow ugly you are! And another thought; Before breaking upWith meShe must have hadTo break upWith herselfFirst The first one talks about two strangers who … Continue reading Life Goes On

Social Media Has Replaced Real Life For Good


I visit a friends circle quite often, as "often" in my dictionary can start anywhere from daily to once in a year or a decade. Anyways, one of our friends' father died and I was still in the town. They buried him and a few weeks later when I paid them a usual happy, smiling … Continue reading Social Media Has Replaced Real Life For Good

Using Personal Tragedies For Self-promotion Behind The Guise Of Spreading Awareness


Chrissy Teigen is a swimsuit model who bared her body (for money) for teenagers to jerk themselves off. Here's what someone tweeted about her; "So glad you’ve stopped using your terrible miscarriage as a means to keep promoting yourself." Here's how this lady (going through therapies and what not) responded; I cannot express how little … Continue reading Using Personal Tragedies For Self-promotion Behind The Guise Of Spreading Awareness

My Words Gave Birth To This Deep Reflection By Eleonora Zizzi


Eleonora Zizzi is an insightful and a very interesting blogger (https://storytellerseyewords.com/) from Italy who recently found my blog. Upon seeing two of my poems at "In The Middle Of A Funeral" and "She Fears Every Positive Word", Eleonora commented with these awesome-beyond-words; Sometimes love can be ruthless and cruel, so much so that you love … Continue reading My Words Gave Birth To This Deep Reflection By Eleonora Zizzi

Why Can’t I Pick The Pen To Write Creatively?


Creative writing is like painting a picture via words. Human experiences and interactions are random and dependent upon various factors i.e cultures, personalities, our own circumstances, situations, upbringing, etc. This is the reason, autobiographies don't fully do the justice to represent someone who they really are or who they would love to be. My soul … Continue reading Why Can’t I Pick The Pen To Write Creatively?

Cosmology Of Love


Whenever I interact with anyone, I am mostly focused on what came out of me vis-a-vis how I impacted the other. While talking to someone about sadness between a couple, here are a few words that came to my mind; The reason there are trillions of stars out there is that this universe does not … Continue reading Cosmology Of Love

Why Are Men No More My Audience?


There are currently about 7 billion humans on this planet Earth, including me. Gender-wise, they are mostly classified between males and females. As per my understanding of gender, male is someone who has a dick like me. And a female has no such thing, nothing, nada in there. But she does have boobs that come … Continue reading Why Are Men No More My Audience?

Keep Right On The End Of The Road – Harry Lauder


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9AThycGCakk Advice by a few 100+ years old people; "We did have problems but we got through them. And I think now-a-days, people give up too easily." "I'm always optimistic and she was always pessimistic. So we got on very well together." "It seems to me that if you are happy, happily married and happily … Continue reading Keep Right On The End Of The Road – Harry Lauder

Navigating Humans And Their Systems


When I was made, I took a careful look at myself afterwards. I was born into humans, looking like a human but my brain did not agree. Especially after I observed every individual around me, from close family to strangers in distant lands. I was and still am, an alien in this human world. There … Continue reading Navigating Humans And Their Systems

Idealism Keeps Growing Inside Me


I have seen people give up too soon or become complacent at best. In their 20's and 30's, I see a lot of their energy and optimism. But the moment their middle age sets in, mostly they start get "settled" for good with whatever, without much plans about future or even for their present. The … Continue reading Idealism Keeps Growing Inside Me