Get out there and enjoy the ride. Get wet in the rain till you can soak no more. Let wind blow dust into your eyes till you can see through the storm. Let fatigue take over you till you become numb. And everything will be crystal clear.
They say change is inevitable. So I succumbed. And I am not talking just about the blog’s look and feel. About 9 months back, I embarked on a journey which happened to be called Earning My Quarter Mile. That journey has been long over in form but in effect continues unabated. My life has changed […]
You twist the hand of fate and do it anyway.
What do you do when you can’t do the one thing God designed you to do?
What would I give for just a few moments What would I give just to have you near Tell me you would try to slip away somehow Oh I need you darling I want to see you right now – Clarence Carter (OST – Almost Famous)
Very few books survive despite being completely honest to heart. The Catcher In The Rye. The Motorcycle Diaries. For Whom The Bell Tolls. To that list, I can add today – Norwegian Wood.
The fact the above was the only picture we clicked on the last ride we had gone on should tell you enough why there was no story about the same here. There are those times when you feel like strangling someone but don’t because you are too darn sweaty from the heat. This was one […]
Sometimes we come across an old photograph and talk, laugh or cry for hours with friends thinking about the background of it. I ended up finding a whole bunch of photographs. And I didn’t have any friends close to me since it was 3.45 in the morning and my flatmate was sleeping and when he […]
What was left of the day was just a heady gust of wind which made her hair frizzy. She very plainly blamed him for not getting a scarf for her. That he had asked her many times to buy one didn’t matter to him. He was ready to take the blame for all her life’s […]
The fog of time is often absolute. It tends to envelop everything that is past. We learn to live in the present and worry about the future. We forget things beyond yesterday. And then once in a while, the fog lifts. For that one split second, one sees the path one has taken. A path […]