An ode to my friend and colleague who passed away yesterday in a bike accident. This is in fond remembrance of you.
Category: Sober Ramblings
Black and white.
Maybe when you think that the closing of a door is the reason for the darkness in your life, cry first for the darkness can be hard. But then you will pick yourself up and you will strive to find some light in the darkness. And it may not be much, maybe a small ray …
Longing for you
Sitting down on a Sunday at my worksite, the longing for my loved one rattled this out of me. It's short but sweet.
Bartender by the sea.
I used to work at a Beach Resort, was the bartender by their beach-side bar. That was a really good job. I mean the view from the counter, the beautiful ladies in their sensuous swimwear blowing off their steam and drinking to their hearts content, the over drunk men with their senseless glorifying stories of …
The Crux
At times, when the sun slips into the beauty of dusk and paves a path for the queen of the night to follow with her million followers, desire awakens. As the smell of roasted lives, dried and crushed and grounded for the soothing fulfillment of the rich that can indulge in these profusely mingle with …
The Ship
A 9 to 6 job, car to drive around with the AC in full swing on hot and dusty days, a bike or scooter to zip around through the crowded cities of joy and sorrow. A television to entertain you when you feel bored, a laptop to stream the latest movies and TV series and …
Us
It's been a while since I blogged. So I am back, that too with a poem. A first for me. Enjoy it and I would really appreciate the feedbacks.
On Negativity
Life is full of insane experiences. You learn a lot from them and it is they that build the person you are. Among them even the bad things teach you a lot. I went through some negativity recently and I learned my lesson from it. Thought I would share it with you people.
Being Alive
Anyone who has experienced what I am gonna talk about now would agree with me that it would have been a beautiful phase of life. Something which, when they look back in their life would always bring a spark in their eyes and happiness would be blushing out from their smiling faces. So what …
HOPE
Ah! The ever present hope. Bull shit. I stand before you here in this sheet of paper to make a point clear. That hope, this thing you all cling on to at difficult times, it just ain't what you think it is. So let me begin. Sorry for the madness and angst and occasional outbursts …
