I prefer to fail

I prefer to fail

to

write good stories

I prefer to keep quiet

to

count the words I speak

I prefer to made fun of

to

make things lighter

I prefer to go slow

to

enjoy the ride

I prefer to mumble

to

express my feeling……

I prefer to stop

to

start all over again…

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What’s that shiny thing in your hand!!!

Yup…its the latest model of swanky new smart phone. HomoSapien’s  new organ which they get to carry along and walk in circles as they move ahead……the new organ which envelopes more information than a child genius whose I.Q. is above 130…can find you love,sex,friendship…boost your alter ego,gives your thumb soreness….and above all has engineered the need of instant gratification and instant ways to escape……………………that’s why one of the HomoSapien like me doesn’t need to mop or worry for long as there are always so many options,so many apps……..and they are just a touch away or just a beep away from the next best shiny thing rushing my way………

Outgrown :p

I am one of those grumpy people who likes to build her own cocoon and armor up for no reason but then one of the best things about human mind is that it outgrows every state of mind. It’s a different matter that some of us don’t acknowledge that state as then we have to break that comfort cocoon and unlearn few things.However, if we don’t do that,our mind still outgrows the state and wanders by itself…………………………….to make long story short we become one of those people who cannot be described  as nothing but ‘drag’.

So with my limited experiences and exposure in life,I would like to recommend people to enjoy every day,every person,every place,every moment as we are gonna outgrow them someday.hey….I know it sounds pompous of me to make statements like these…but if we look at it in a lighter vein…and ponder how necessary it is for all of us to keep moving on because hey we are not leaving behind things or relationships……we are just moving on and might  make a big circle to get back and cherish the same things and people…….but and but and but……we need to move on…we need to outgrow!

As I grow old….

As I grow old,I desire to be more ‘child-like’;More like a simple straight line which runs parallel along lot of twisted and complicated theories.I am greedy to experience new and old. I am curious to look underneath everything and open stuff and then try to put them back together.I am open for all experiments and walk behind people and also lead them.I want to live the ‘prose’. Because one day when I sit on that creaky old rocking chair……I want to feel as ‘young’ as I could possibly be…………..9FybtVFNSEOxogGzIvHJ_IMG_2226

Grief

My last post was titled : ‘Happiness’ so it looks kinna obvious(in an uncomplimentary way..) to make my next title as ‘Grief’….I am not trying to narrate here what I am grieving about but was just wondering how deep is the purpose of grief in one’s life? Is it a mere transaction or has some evolutionary use or ?

Happiness is………….

Happiness is a long conversation with an old friend on a long distance call…

Happiness is the smell of old books which I read over and over….

Happiness is sitting in my mum’s messy kitchen…

Happiness is my naughty dog….

Happiness is smelling that familiar perfume and diving in those warm memories…..

Happiness is when I am on the road to somewhere…..

Happiness is the sunset from the terrace of my apartment building…..

Happiness is when I stare at a blank screen for hours and then the ‘writing Fairy’ offers me a gem of a line to type……………

Happiness is when I am anxious to be happy with someone…………

Happiness is………………….

Happiness is………………

Happiness is………………….