Friday, October 31, 2014

The Fear.



Claustrophobic, Suffocating. Locked – Tightly.
Cannot gasp, my short breaths get leaked from the hollow in my chest and can’t reach the lungs. I try to breath deep and long to survive. Long breathing keeps me from speaking.
Mouth dries and the feet vibrate. My fingers coil into fist sweatily. My shoulders shrink and toes curls. Thoughts stops running and there is dark empty heaviness in the head.
That’s how ‘THE FEAR’ feels. Confining. Foreboding. Sinking. Vacuuming.

It gets scary sometimes…This life I mean.

We fear the darkness and the stillness arises from what is within us already.

If I let go of the memories, experiences, opinions and reasons I am free from past.
If let go of dreams, desires, aspirations and longings, I am free from future.
If I let go of myself, I can free myself from the present.


Close up :

"History teaches us that men and nations behave wisely once they have exhausted all other alternatives."
~ Abba Eban



Thursday, July 4, 2013

Crazy ?



If there are two people; one is schizophrenic who believes in nonexistent, is hallucinated is given anti-psychotics, because that person believes in something, which is baseless, and humbug.  That is called insanity.
Another person who believes in God is considered divine and revered. This person is worshiped. He/She has followers and devotees. This is also just an unproven belief as the former.

I have made up my own arguments to prove god’s existence as per my convenience but there are times when I doubt my sanity for my beliefs.

You are the space between my breaths,
You are the sight of my eyes,
You are the realization in my confusion,
You are the song in my sound,
You are the knowledge in my imagination,
You are the peace in my chaos,
You are the message in my conversation,
You are the confirmation in my delusions,
You are the freedom in my captivations.


Why one belief is acceptable and another is not?


Close up:
"I just couldn't shake this awareness of my mortality. Everything seemed meaningless."
~The art of getting by.

Sunday, February 3, 2013

About London.



"I think we want London to be to be something, anything, what we aren't.
So we look for it in its architecture, the traditions, the nightlife, and the history…the moments that separate London from everything else.
Except we find the same strange echoes that drew us here in the first place, unresolved & a little more battered. London is what happens when you try & dissolve the person you are with the place you want to be."


- Somebody on the internet forum.




Close up :
“All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.” ~ERNEST HEMINGWAY