Do you happen to wake up on a Saturday morning at 8 A.M. for no reason? No work to go for, no plans for breakfast with anyone, no movie seems to be fun to watch at such a time, so you lay back in bed again and close your eyes, except that you just can’t… More The Usual Thoughts of a Saturday Morning
People would usually call that crazy, they might say it is a bit dramatic, they would ask me to knock of these thoughts and get busy, well, let me tell you how I got myself tripped into this circle of thoughts. A dull Saturday afternoon, in the one hour I had between my 2 classes,… More 20 Fleeting Minutes of A Random Day
“Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different…” C.S Lewis A couple of weeks ago I had an epiphany… actually it was a week ago… come to think of it I am not quite sure when it happened. I struggle sometimes remembering small events, not sure… More Dismantling Twenty-Some Years of Social Programming. Part 1
“I didn’t say I was different or better. I’m not. Hell, I sympathize; I sympathize completely. Apathy is the solution. I mean, it’s easier to lose yourself in drugs than it is to cope with life. It’s easier to steal what you want than it is to earn it. It’s easier to beat a child… More Southpaw or the Importance of Defeat
4 years ago when I first started blogging, I could’ve thought of thousands of words to type, and I would just log into this place and let my keyboard do the rest, then I went blank and the urge to write had slowly started to vanish, my lousy keyboard had only put me into disappointment.… More Long live blogging
Erma Bombeck once said: “There’s nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.” On this snowy night I am a child again, miles away from home I dream of the shade of my father’s Christmas tree, caressed by the harsh breezes of winter I yearn for the warmth… More I’ll be home for Christmas!
I have been thinking for an hour as I am staring to my screen doing absolutely nothing, about how many lives have crossed through me and how many have I passed by, but what put me into wondering is that I now realized that I am no more that same person, maybe time had changed… More It’s not easy to be me !