is 3 A.M. very late at night, or very early in the morning?

return

i have so much to say, that i'm at a loss. constantly. so i blog less, talk less. instead i doodle, fold all my words into paper flowers in the brightest colours.

meanwhile, there's monsoon. unpredictable and abuzz with dragonflies. so i look up before it rains, and after, and grin to myself.
the last of the red is fading from the Gulmohars, still they leave the occasional perfect crimson blossom in my path.
red is the colour of wonder.

life has settled back in its own odd ways. some things one has to leave behind.

p.s.: in a city of 4.5 million people, there's not one decent pet and stray care clinic open on sundays. people just don't give a shit.

hate

it's just beginning to dawn on me...what a detestable person i really am.
and this isn't an indulgent self-loathing exercise. believe me.
more and more people I've cared about deeply, fussed over, trusted, been proud of, criticized, loved, choose to make it clear that they hate me. I'm that something they can do without.

and it's a lot for one person to deal with.

p.s.: i have a job. boring, but it might pay well.

babies

why does everyone assume babies like to be cuddled?

work

my end semester exams are less than 24 hours away.

and so, i've found these:
buttersafe
feel afraid
9gag

enjoy.

oh, and i'm doomed.

hurt

I wish for the strength to gather up everything I've ever invested, and walk away.
quietly, unceremoniously, like I was never there.

I want to be able to find a way around this. I want to give myself a chance to get used to it. I want to last long enough for it to lose its sting. like it never happened.

till then, I wish for the strength to survive this. every day I try to reason it away. it's not a loss. I never had you.

Ujaan

just putting in a word for Ujaan, a 3 day music and art festival being organised in aid of the Sundarbans. the video is delightful. :)



for more information visit http://www.ujaanfestival.org/