The most benighted and the most deplorable prejudices have had their moment of novelty when fashion lent them its fragile grace.
As I passed by a brightly lit fun fair at the outskirts of Mallaca town, food trucks hemmed the coast of a reclaimed land. Soft waves dance teasingly towards where our car passed by. I didn't bother getting out of the car. I already know how it feels like. I still remember the waves of … Continue reading Fun Fairs
I just think that right at this point in my life, it only gets better and far more pleasant. If you take the previous two years of my life, it would sum up to right where I stand now. For as long as I'm able to recall, I (probably most of my friends too) have … Continue reading Fibonacci Sequence: Med Gala 2019
If someone were to take my hand, and point my index towards a spectrum of dark moments in my 24 years of life, my grey matter doesn't even have to function. It would be a simple reflex, no need for synapse. I would effortlessly point to the times when I was a angsty teenager in … Continue reading To My 17 Year Old Self
A fundamental responsibility of a blogger would be to acknowledge the start and end of a particular year for the start signifies brand new ideas and its manifestation. End of year tells a lot about how she/he has achieved apropos to the promises they've made to adhere to. How much of books per annum have … Continue reading No Promises Left Unfulfilled
Currently 2.21am. Not so sure about the waves my boat is sailing on. Lost my compass while being careless and now I rely on stars I can't fathom. It was a smooth sail. And then it got rocky all of a sudden. God knows. He knows when you get too comfortable. Too much comfort is … Continue reading late night feelings
How my heart sank to a thud As I dragged my feet Pass the smell at the nape of your neck Little did you know That the claps of Rain dropping so morose Against the rigged edges Of the curb that saw our story Was the reflection Of my sorrow Trickling down a pole Waiting … Continue reading Little Did You Know
If I were her, I'd want to know when, Your heart left while mine quivered unmoving. I'd want to know when, Her hands felt warmer than mine, That held yours, In the cold and hopeless nights of eighteen. I'd want to know when, Your numb mind went, Seeking for electric in the home of another, … Continue reading If I Were Her
