Strange

A certain sadness always haunts me. A sadness of time going by very quickly and the awareness that comes with it. It causes a certain anxiety of losing out, being pushed back ward and sense of losing hold on time. Guess even I am scared of getting old. Back when I was 16, I used … Continue reading Strange

Me

Whatever said and done, we always strive to be someone else. Always creating avatars so as to resemble the "perfections", the world has to offer. The "perfections" who hack into our perception for there are supposedly unsaid rules of what is right and what is wrong, what is fair and what isn't, what is accepted … Continue reading Me