What can be said in words can also be lied in words. Silence is the only truth. Words can be true, they can be false. Words can be real, they can be fake. Words can be shouted, they can be misunderstood. Words can be straight, they can be twisted. Words can be some, they can […]Read More #Systematic.chaos1 – The voice of silence, the glow of darkness.
Pojo, The one who used to come running, From the longest of distances. Smiling just to make me smile, His ears would flap in the air. Still remember the first time I saw him, Not him but his silhouette. Those thick fluffy tiny legs, Coming towards me with the tongue out. It was love at […]Read More Pojo- My Beloved Dog
“Birth is not life. It is an opportunity to live, to love, to celebrate.” – Osho Waking up in the morning, walking like a zombie towards the bathroom, combing your hair and wearing your tie like a robot, moving out of the house and then complaining about every bit of the day – cribbing, burning […]Read More #Systematic.chaos3 – ‘Seriously funny’ how we’re all addicted to misery!
Lying in bed I’m thinking of thinking about you. I’m thinking how this feeling of love for somebody doesn’t disappear. Even if you don’t talk much now, even when you try to forget about them , even if you act like total strangers , even if you try so hard to hate them. No – […]Read More #systematic.chaos2 – Love never dies.