I was born in a thunderstorm, I grew up overnight, I played alone, I'm playing on my own, I survived. Hey! I wanted everything I never had, Like the love that comes with light, I wore envy and I hated that, But I survived. I had a one-way ticket to a place where all the demons go, Where the wind don't change, And...
We can make history, Explore the world beyond boundary, We can soar the unlimited sky; Spread our wings and fly. Different interests, yet aiming for one; Glow like silver brighter than the sun, Mark the time with blazing hearts, Help the ruins to make a brand new start. Social insect is like what we are; Ambassadors of peace not war, Handymen of the...
There comes a time in all of our lives, when we realize that we're living an immensely boring life. That time has come a lot of times in my case. Right now qualifies, too, as that time. I've decided to take my frustration out on my laptop, its keys, and my blog. A friend of mine called me a grammar Nazi. It wasn't...
My first semester is almost at its end. It was like a roller-coaster ride; there were ups and there were downs. I met a lot of new people. Good, and bad. As the semester neared its final stages, almost all of the bad became good, became friends. Good acquaintances, if not friends. Some just stopped being mean to me all too frequently. If...
I watched the latest episode of Once Upon A Time a little late this week, but was appalled to see what happened. Well, appalled might be too strong a word for what I felt. 'Fleeting horror' seems to describe it perfectly well. I guess I had guessed a little about what the episode was centralized on, when Ruby recoiled from Dorothy's touch. My...
When all we hear are the empty promises and lies, That leave behind broken hearts and shattered lives, When trust is gone and hope is lost, What are we fighting for and who really pays the cost. When you tell us you're sorry but you do it again, Why do we believe you, why do we keep giving in. When we finally realize...
It's like escaping into another dimension. Where there are no sorrows, no pain. No regrets. No sadness. You feel like an aerial being, your wings spread wide; lifting you up into the air. Then you become one with the flying birds, the clouds, the mesmerizing colors of the sunset. You become free. Mounting the stairs to the terrace, I am filled with this...
I can't believe I can't make time for my blogging. My curriculum has me surrounded, and I can't break through. No one said anything about university-level education being this energy-draining. I have an exam tomorrow, and I'm here instead. I'm done with seventy percent of what is supposed to be asked tomorrow. The remaining thirty, well, I can't muster up the energy of...
To that gaunt House of Art which lacks for naught Of all the great things men have saved from Time, The withered body of a girl was brought Dead ere the world's glad youth had touched its prime, And seen by lonely Arabs lying hid In the dim womb of some black pyramid. But when they had unloosed the linen band Which swathed...
Came up with another amazing thought: Keeping a video-journal! Our short-film assignment has inspired me to the core and I am now going to start making a video-diary, too, along with writing in my journal, the diary in my phone, and recording in my voice-diaries. I think I shouldn't just stick to writing, making a video is way more fun. I know that...
I am glad that I've been forced outside of my comfort zone. Life at campus is impossible without being social. You have to move around, rotate, talk to people; everything that I once refused to do. But now, I don't. I know that it's compulsory, necessary. You can't do without. It's not that bad, talking to people. It feels nice. You feel like...
The infamous Tahir Shah has released yet another ludicrous music video; that has gained a chaotic, synonymous public response. In his debacle of a video, with an androgynous attire that keeps on changing intermittently in different scenes, Tahir Shah sings about the unfortunate reality of how he is mankind's "angel". There has been much speculation over how ridiculously he has pronounced the word...
Amazing, isn't it? I was going through Blogger's primary blog skins and templates, when suddenly, enlightenment struck me and imbued sense into me. I clicked open a new tab in Chrome and began browsing for Blogger-compatible templates. I came across many amazing ones. This one felt the most docile to me. The HTML was editable, too. I tried eradicating what I didn't need,...
I keep on dying again. Veins collapse, opening like the Small fists of sleeping Children. Memory of old tombs, Rotting flesh and worms do Not convince me against The challenge. The years And cold defeat live deep in Lines along my face. They dull my eyes, yet I keep on dying, Because I love to live. —Maya Angelou ...
There comes that time in all of our lives when our parents become too demanding and unjust, and all that you've done to impress them in the past—and succeeded, too—is forgotten; because of a more current, meritless argument. Forgotten; just like that. No matter what you do, they'll never be satisfied. And you can't win the verbal battle. If you can relate to...
We're all fans of now individual singer, Zayn Mailk, and his mesmerizing, masculine voice. After having abandoned One Direction, the elevator with which he ascended to stardom, Zayn Malik developed a stage name of his own: Zayn. There are many other things among the creativity of the twenty-three year old fascination that were disclosed to us all after his enlightenment. His proclivities. In...
The title is weird. I know. But the poem it belongs to—a poem that I will soon pen—will be ecstatic. Poetry has become my new best friend. It's all I think about nowadays! Truly. I imbue magic into my work, and when I read it, I feel like I've time traveled into the past, to the very moment I had generated the initial...
The Phoenix and the Turtle. Let the bird of loudest lay On the sole Arabian tree, Herald sad and trumpet be, To whose sound chaste wings obey. But thou shrieking harbinger, Foul precurrer of the fiend, Augur of the fever's end, To this troop come thou not near. From this session interdict Every fowl of tyrant wing Save the eagle, feather'd king: Keep...
I can't; I just can't! This has never happened to me before. But then again, I have a very misleading memory. This must have happened. Is this Déjà vu? This...feeling? Of doom and despair? We're supposed to conjure up a video of seven minutes, just like that, within two weeks time. My devotion of "trying something new" is long dead. This academic requirement...
