Do you think the way I do?

These days, there’s a thrumming in me that I cannot stop. I wake up not knowing what to do with it and I go to sleep at night feeling weary and afraid of myself. Most of the times I forget how lucky I am – unable to be thankful for the opportunities given to me, the…

Between you and him – I choose me.

You could have been – or he could have been. Life has never been predictable (where’s the fun in that? We are after all a masochistic bunch). I sometimes wonder if you could have been the one to make me happy instead of him. Or maybe he’s a temporary pleasure-releasing medium while you await in…

Living out dreams in our twenties

I know I am only 22 this year. I am not old, not yet – I would be considered relatively old in teenagers’ eyes though but what do they know? Actually, a lot. Having lived for 2 dozen years, you start to learn that some things are just re-enactments in different settings. As children, we…

The inevitable regrets we create in life.

It’s not that I don’t care about you. It pains me sometimes, when Facebook’s notifications show that you have liked my latest updates. For one, it reveals your interest with what’s happening in my life. More importantly though, it reminds me of how far we have drifted apart when once we used to talk daily…