Again, as ever, in the desolate desert of mine, dry and quiet since the last rain that I falter to remember under a lost sky I start to rebuild. So tall my arches and towers rise to dizzying heights where the sun can glisten off every brick, so perfect I take a step …
Category: Me and My Life
I Hate Two Things
I think I've realized that I hate two things. The first is applying to places and people for things. One reason is of course rejection. Nobody likes to be rejected. But I have come to dislike the very act of applying. I am tired of it, imagining this group or guy at the other end …
Yellow
The world was yellow today. For a brief flicker between now and opportunity, it sparked in front of our eyes. We were there. As we drowned, as we let go, we saw the hopelessness of our lives, like a last feeble breath of wind that stirs the fallen leaves. It rained for long, I suppose. …
This Chance Life
If you don’t write, it doesn’t get written. So I decide to write again, picking one topic among many confused and overlapping things I keep thinking to write about. This one is about how life unfolds out of control, and has some overlap with my post about butterflies. Of late I’ve realized that many of …
Dear God
Our school prayer, recited together every morning before the beginning of classes and often fondly remembered by me and my schoolmates now, went like this: Dear God, Thank you for everything; Bless me and help me to be good, And to do my studies well. I stopped believing in god when I was very small. …
One Life 