It’s nights like these that I miss you the most.
Stretched out on my couch with a glass of wine,
Silence all around,
Except for the ticktock of the solitary clock,
And the rush of blood through my veins.
I miss your smile.
Oh, it’s been so long I saw you last.
I miss our never-ending conversations,
That would flow on into the dead of night
Like water tumbling down a stream.
I long for the touch of your breath,
And crave for the sound of your heartbeat.
Oh, it’s been so long that our eyes last met.
In the phantasmagorical imaginings of my feverish mind,
I struggle to keep up the illusion of a happy life.
Buried in the depths of my wretched unhappiness,
I sometimes long for a life lived carefree.
I look up at the stars and take a deep breath,
a fleeting sense of euphoria catches me unawares.
In the middle of the night
In the depths of a noon
I find myself swept up in a wave of temporary joy.
Whether it is you that brings me love,
Or the soul that has traversed a thousand lives,
I know not.
I seek not an answer to.
I marvel in quiet amusement.
And let the mystery unfold
I surrender to the hands of time.
I let my heart keep beating
And my soul desiring for the perfect reunion
Since the last couple of months, my neighbour’s kitties have turned my apartment into their very own bed and breakfast with occasional free lunch and dinners served as well.
A bed-and-breakfast with a twist though. It gets paid in cat cuteness and cat love instead of actual money. Oh and most importantly, the privilege of serving their Lordships twice a day is probably the greatest payment of all!
It all began one evening when my mother suddenly shrieked seeing a tiny black ball dart in from the balcony, dash past the living room and make its way right underneath our…
It’s 6 PM and the sun has just set.
The blue sky is still lit up with streaks of orange. Screeches, trills, squeaks and warbles fill the evening air as birds fly back to their nests.
A little while back, it poured heavily.
While the rain has stopped now, the roads are filled with large puddles of water and the air is laden heavy with the fragrance of damp earth and freshly blossomed jasmine!
Ever worked for a crappy boss that made you feel like a fly on the wall? Unheard, ignored and made to toil away without any recognition or empathy?
Chances are high most of us at some point in our salaried lives have had to bear the misfortune of having such bosses!
In many ways, these categories of people are similar to blood-sucking leeches. They swell upon the blood of your hard work and get promoted while you helplessly trudge your way through the dense thickets of the corporate jungle.
Here are a few trademarks of these kinds of bosses:
2 weeks back I was at the peak of my motivation.
I worked extra hard, toiling away every night after wrapping up my regular 12 hours of office work. The weekends were also super constructive. I was able to churn out at least 2 1000-word blog posts per day.
When I was not writing, I was spending time researching, reading and learning all the different ways I can monetize my website, build my brand and kick-start my online freelance career.
I was a live wire crackling with enthusiasm and motivation.
Supercharged to turn my life around and build up my…