you can take the road that takes you the stars

and

i can take the road that will see me through.

a neo-haiku?

The breeze is bracing

Your face blue in cold moonlight

Underwater-blue

Lights in the Sky

oh what a wonderful november it has been.

i realize now, with another birthday having passed by, it's been a year with this blog.

happy birthday blog.

and happy diwali too. :)

thanks angad, i love these photos.

Glum's the word.

i would kill for a moleskine right now.

argh.

oh sweet nothings! ✼✺❋

i love how such small things make me so happy. :)

future reflections

you are everchanging.you seep through me like sunlight.

i cannot define you.

i heart creative days.

sometimes i wish i were a little kid again.

skinned knees are easier to fix than a broken heart.

*fireflies in the sky*

three hours of bus rides and a 6 km. walk is what we took to reach one of the greatest musical experiences in our lives.

at a point, i could feel the music flow through my veins in the most literal way.

i felt truly alive.

i want to one day strip myself of everything i am moulded from and run into the wild with nothing.

no ideas, no opinions, no commitments, no morals, no hate, no love.

live like an animal for a day.

that would be great,no? :)

it seems like light years since i felt like writing.

illusions and disillusionment.

the things we want always seem so well-defined, every line fine and every detail well rendered to the extent of seeming plastic;

and then you go out there and try to find what you are looking for, only to be faced with a dull reality.

but not always. sometimes, reality is beautiful.

it might not be all you wanted. far from it maybe.

but it's beautiful in some twisted, tragic way.

it makes you open your eyes, open your mind, and embrace all that makes you.

in my head, i was born in the 60's.

My Jigsaw Love

it shatters into a million little pieces
but in the end, they all belong to each other.

it's been two weeks in this new house.

i've been lying on my bed, taking in the smell, the air that fills this place.

first it smelt like dust and emptiness.

right now it smells like cigarettes, faded perfume and chocolate cake.

i wonder what it'll smell like next week.