Invisible

I sometimes think my life lacks purpose, scratch that, this thought frequents my mind more than sometimes. This thought makes me; I am it. That would be a better description of my mind. I made this blog in 2009, by the name of Random Thoughts. I was more of myself back then. My thoughts were …

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Bitter

Past is called the past for a reason. It signifies something that we have experienced but notice the emphasis on “experienced”. Meaning, it is never going to be repeated again; under any circumstances. Now man is a curious animal. For the first twenty-five odd years of his life, he spends his life anticipating “the future” …

Hope

Hope For all those days I could not get out of bed. For all those nights my mind found itself shattered into a million pieces, For all those countless hours packed with increasing pessimism, For all those times I just couldn’t get up and revive my journey, I notice one that alters this pointless game …

Involuntarily

All around us we can see people and we can see how life has failed each and every one of them. And how despite every audacity that life has thrown at them, each one of them hangs on to the belief that somehow it will make it up to them. Some day. But, no, it …

Virginia Woolf’s ‘Three Guineas’

I recently finished reading Virginia Woolf’s ‘Three Guineas’, which is quite an inspiring read, to say but the least. Her famous ‘stream of consciousness’ technique of writing is something I’ve never really experienced before and is indeed enticing. I do intend to delve into more of her works this year, to get to know her …