Monday, April 22, 2013


to carefree moments

by what I see

with unspoken thoughts

by expressed desires


Friday, April 12, 2013

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Rejection is the worst experience one can ever go through.

Worse than heartbreak.

Worse than betrayal.

Worse than failure.

It claws at you, gnaws away at the insides – and you can’t ignore that tiny little voice inside your head that gleefully keeps whispering “You’re not good enough.”

You can believe otherwise. You can know it’s not your fault. Or anyone else’s. It still doesn’t change anything. The insecurity, the questions, the sheer distress just keeps rushing back. Every. Single. Time.

Even when it's not rejection but some stupid twist of fate. Or circumstances.

It’s vastly unfair that another person should have the power to make you feel like this. A person who has no role in how you have shaped up, no contribution towards you as a person, who just happens to be there.

But is that logical? After all, if that person is there – then they necessarily have a role to play. And if they are making you feel a certain way, then chances are you have given them that power.

Then who is really to blame? They? Or you?

And how many times you can go through this before becoming immune to it? Before it stops hurting like a bitch?

And you stop hating yourself for hurting.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013


“I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a  shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps "Oh look at that!"  Then- whoosh, and I'm gone...and they'll never see anything like it ever  again... and they won't be able to forget me- ever.”- Jim Morrison

But the problem is, I might not be able to forget either. And then I will be left with the aftermath of the light, the debris...of the what-ifs.