The Beach Life Diaries #4

  “Harder a wave hit the rocks, The higher it rises afterwards!” – Aishah Naaz ~Evenings are breathtakingly beautiful a scene here. The sun finally calling it a day and bidding adieu with the promise of returning very next day; splashing colours all over the sky. The sea reflects it all, making every goodbye memorable….

The Beach Life Diaries #3

Melt the Rock Heart πŸ’“ “How many waves for how long it might’ve taken for the sea to finally melt the rock down in the middle to meet the sandy shore? Who might’ve convinced the sea to try harder despite all the pain of hitting the rock over and over again, that someday the rock…

The Beach Life Diaries #2

The Invader “Sea is the most patient conquerer; it keeps invading the land ever so slowly that you won’t notice until it reaches your own feet.” – Aishah Naaz   ~ Yet another morning walk during mid semester exams a couple of months back; I went there early morning to study in peace with my…

The Beach Life Diaries #1

Bliss β€πŸ’• “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” – Rumi ~ My favourite place here in the college (oh yeah, we have a private beach! Jealous much? πŸ˜‰πŸ˜‰), favourite book…

The Shattered Story

How to read a shattered story? Sitting in an ordinary rusted general couch for unreserved in the Chennai Mail, crammed with passengers who complain about how it’s like the wagon tragedy (ofcourse they don’t know how wagon tragedy really was like); Munching on the staple food of the train – the Uzhunnuvada with a hole…

Finding Way Back to Myself

It’s been very long since I had done anything interesting. I got a lot more lazier than ever, waking up at 9 in the morning and regretting on not doing anything productive apart from the boring office work every damn day and still wasting the rest of the day.Β Β The only exception to this boring routine…

Life in a Golden Cage

There was a strange uniformity in everything; the energy drained faces, the dresses, the rooms, routines, the walls, caretakers; well, that’s about literally every boarding school. Though we had a well defined time table for our life there – reminding constantly about it by the ear splitting sound of that bell – I liked to…

Let’s Talk about the Lines!

Every now and then I see these news, controversies and debates, my brain start this never ending thought series on lines. Yes, boundary lines ofcourse. No I’m not talking about India Pakistan border line, not because I think it’s definite – obviously it’s not. Indians believe Kashmir is India’s and Pakistanis claim it’s theirs; see…

The Inner Cry

Life has become so boring again. Back to the old frustration and hopelessness. To add, my application for leave got declined by manager saying there are many deployments aligned for that week. Well, today by all means was such a bad day, and the climax was the sound that came out of the tap, instead…

A Year Spent ‘Press’ing!

On November 24th, I completed a year with WordPress on this account. Yeah, I had other accounts too, one I deleted months before starting this one, another one abandoned years ago. I have been thinking to write an anniversary special rambling, but there were a few things that kept me busy. First of all, I’d…

The Storm in a Coffee Cup

So, I took a day off from work today, saying I’m sick. If you have read my rant from yesterday night you’d get a glimpse to my situation now. I’m not sad or down, but I just need some time to sort out things inside my head. I need to make some plans for future…

Random Rants of a Chilly Night

It’s been days I had some time for myself. Just to sit under the starry sky on this chilly winter night listening to my own thoughts.. it’s bliss. I have a lot of things going on my head. I have a lot of regrets too, already. I have to listen to the complaints of my…