A Stubborn Show

Sometimes cleaning out your closet is more damaging and can bring about unforeseen circumstances than the helping it does as people say. This i say as when u clean it, or to be put in better words, when u arrange your stuff , u go through a lot of things u had forgotten about,something you desired to be kept in the background of Your physical space and when in life you are not yet successful then this can be one big pain in the ass, so how do u cope with it? Smoking?? drinking?? I don’t know I was tempted for a smoke but then my stomach was heavy and I remembered I had those nicotine substitute chewing gums with me so I popped one in my mouth and to be frank they suck. But to be frank they did help I guess coz I’m writing this article like 20 mins after the craving and at the moment although I have this unpleasant taste in my mouth I don’t feel like lighting up. Anyways I realized that there couldn't be those many things that could make me nostalgic and so I kep...

The other day I just happened to watch this movie ‘Before Sunset” I wont go into detail and explain the movie instead I will just borrow IMDB’s version of it and hope that they don't sue me for copyright infringement or whatever it is that I'm doing A young man and woman meet on a train in Europe, and wind up spending one evening together in Vienna. Unfortunately, both know that this will probably be their only night together. As the movie went on, I realized it wasn’t just a romantic movie that we see around us every day in the people around us and on the screens around us, it was different kind of a movie which had wisdom coming out of the earphones that I had plugged in, similar to a way in which I felt when I read Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand. I believe it was something of a philosophical orgy. Anyway later on I went on to read about the lead actor, ethan hawke, whose major stint in Hollywood was one opposite Denzil Washington in a movie called the Training d...

He tried his best to stay away from her up until now, but today as she stood there in front of him, a million eyes staring at her dazzling beauty, it made him wonder. Why did he wait so long. As she moved passed the crowd, he could feel a tingle in his spine. And at last she stood there for a moment only the air separating them now and then she slipped slowly into his arms, he felt like it was time to tell her how he felt about her all this time. He was speechless for words and then told her in a way that dint need words.  A language of love understood across everyone on this planet. As their lips touched one another he felt the sting of love. He couldn’t believe it was happening in the end after all.  So he took in a deep breath and waited for reality to sink and then when it still was the same he realized it wasn’t a dream. Then both of them let go of all he had let go cause at once he knew in his heart that this might or might not be and he couldn’t lea...

It was a small house in the slums opposite to where I was staying , having a small square window that showed a lot more than the house had to present to people who passed by. It all started when the broom moved across the window. The broom here used in a metaphorical sense. To me it seemed like she was hitting the child, with a broom. But in the hands of the woman, the child must have seen it as something much more intense. Something that she feared. The girl sat in the corner , thrust over there taking blow after blow from the very thing that removed dirt and dust below her very feet . Her only refuge was a red piece of cloth that she could use to protect herself. The blows kept coming one after another, the woman making sure not to leave even one part of the child’s body unscathed. She wore a yellow Pant and an olive green top. The blows kept coming and the pant now spotted a red makeover in the right leg. I could hear the phrase coming to life “your blood starts...

It all started talking about colleges and why she was in the same college, coz the extrovert that she was I thought she would change her college at the first chance of being able to do so , but she dint, and the reason was “ ghar ke paas me, dad likes the college “ ( means the college was near her house and her dad liked the college) She then pacified herself by saying that it was much better than most of the colleges. I wanted to ask then why not go to the best, but I let it slide She wanted to do arts after high school, but family ka pressure and all that hubba hubba that is so obvious nowadays. Then I don’t know what came over me and I just started firing. I started it very deviously calling her a chicken, and saying that I dint mean to be offensive (but in the whole certainty I meant the word) and telling her that’s it’s the same old reason that all kids give. I told her about one of my friends who’s over 40 and who isn’t very pleased with his job, I th...