मौत के ख्यालों से लड़कर आया था वो,
कुछ तो खास बात होगी ही अब उसमें।

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There is no unique solution to the question whether love is the best feeling in the world or not,its like finding a solution of a equation with lot of discontinuities.

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Even Coldplay came to India, a dream came true today but a fantasy of you on my shoulders humming yellow with me while they do their magic still remain unfulfilled..

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Lucky ones are those for whom love never becomes overrated. They are the real enlightened ones.

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Quarantine Casual Diary Thoughts
One of the real challenges that we face in our lives is to walk on this wire of balance of promoting self growth and being kind to people after some setback. Most of us will get hurt emotionally in terrible fashion in our lives, even multiple times and that promotes tendency to become a self obsessed asshole in the name of self love. We stop being kind to others & start putting everything in the bucket of mess around them. Well, in doing so you lose balance. Instead of growing you will go down someday because we are social beings, we need each other. You can't just cry about things that happen to you & expect people to deal with your selfishness in the name of your hurt. Believe me, we all do this in some way or other and it's very difficult to get that balance right. Take a note of it and stay kind no matter what.

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I see blurred reflections going non-linearly back in time skipping some & holding some memories.

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IT'S TIME

It's time,
When stardust of this explosion has imploded,
Leaving the usual prospects of casualty & tragedy lying there,
But even the crows didn't come,
All the fear that still persists,
Satiable? Somethings aren't.
Why you yearn for that?
It will keep on coming.
Wave after wave,
Until the succumbence of it.
That fire won't extinguish, but the soul might.
So ease, it's time.

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Ripples

All the points in space-time I passionately dreamt,
Now can't compare because I forgot what it really meant.
Sustaining the ripples, swirling through it again & again,
Feeding the fire in the illusion of taming the pain.
Blaming myself again for loosening the grip,
Urge to gulp the escape and burning my oesophagus for another trip.
Obvious visibility of mountain that I might have climbed,
Why am still looking for the word that gets tragically rhymed?

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LOUD NUMBNESS

This loud numbness,
I try to listen to the sounds coming out of it because how can I feel the numbness?
It's not a song but it's no silence as well so how can I ignore it?
Murmurs and hums like rumours all around..
Of all the chaotic universes possible,
It lets me in to live worst of it with all the fine perfect details,
And wakes me up in the middle of the cold night as I confuse it with reality,
I search for the tangled earphones to calm out the heartbeats,
Should I untangle it?
Urge to swallow the damn choke stuck in my throat,
Is there enough time?
Here comes the saddest of a Radiohead song,
No Surprises again, Thom Yorke asks
Then let the staring game afoot with ceiling of the dark room,
Can't see shit..
Until my eyes get ready for another one.

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WHOLENESS
Looking for the only direction,
I sense as right, but,
But I feel all my feels to be wrong,
What if everything is a joke?
Joke has been with my life,
I love to laugh at being laughed about,
Being whole If I can't find one,
One thing to be happy about,
One heartbeat to cramp me out,
We all are at ease,
We all are at ease.
We need to be,
To be,
To be,
Whole about something.

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