Radha

Rainbows, Butterflies, Unicorns, Pink-Purple Gold clouds... love, all sit differently on each tongue and then roll out in unforgettable ink drops. In this world of seemingly limitless variety, it appears impossible to find reconcilable differences. but when they're found. when.they.are.found.. you have balance. and magic. and a fairytale that most don't realize they're a part of. only, its so clear to the one who cares to notice, that they're each perched on a swing set side and no one is tipping over... Here

ripple

Its time to break those patterns
Patterns Ive been uncomfortable with but a slave to

Its time to break them not because it'll be easier for the world
(that is a lucky byproduct)
But because in the journey towards maintaining that inner peace...
I need to lose all habits that create ripples
Unproductive ripples


and float I could, with the current
lightly tread on the path prescribed
delineated
assigned
marked by those pretty white arrows
leading the way
Allowing old footprints to guide me
But wait, have I been here before?
will I stand here again, someday soon?

I could, could I?, I could
change?
break away not for its sake
but for mine
walk a different line
with a different tune occupying the mind
I could, Could I?, I might, Will I?
I will
(and blessed will be the journey towards peace)

Shade of a Baby Orange

Its astonishing how often we get it right...and then forget that we did,
kudos to 2008 version of me for the predictions
(saved in drafts)
the only relevant difference being how well we handle the obvious :)

its interesting to look back and (hopefully) see how much you've grown
and it goes on

exams give me too much time to introspect
wah

Surfacing

"for virginity to the mythological mind does not connote the absence of sexual intercourse, but rather that sexual intercourse does not violate the integrity of the female and make her dependent upon the male..."

whoever said the future is always progressive.

toomuchtime?

When I least expect it..
music gets me again
Aint No Sunshine
Stand By Me

Toodledo

We all have that afterthought... you know.. the one right after you've done/said/thought something stupid and immature.
You know, the one that makes you.. Pause. and then unpost a post *mock-grumpy*

I wish I could let that overpowering sensation of love take over me at all times.
When I wouldn't feel the need to think of people as individuals..
where people, animals, trees would all just be one vibration of light

Then I wouldn't need the afterthought... like I do now.
Chalo.. always scope for improvement.. and this way, I know what to work on Now :)
So thank you to the person whose words posed a challenge to that aspired-for-peace.
Through your words, I shall grow spiritually.
Love and Peace

Intentions.

I know exactly what I have to do tonight...
Go through a bunch of Forster essays...
re-go through Woolf, Conrad, Achebe essays...
Figure out Rainbow and Portrait of an Artist as a Young Man.
and prepare everything in a manner that is efficient and exam-oriented.
Hmm

not.enough.hours.in.a.day
yea, that-is-whatsup.