May 31, 2012

One Year In Mumbai...

This war has torn my heart...where does one go from here?

May 23, 2012

May 21, 2012

Locus Of Control...

“Good weather is like good women - it doesn’t always happen and when it does it doesn’t always last. Man is more stable: if he’s bad there’s more chance he’ll stay that way, or if he’s good he might hang on, but a woman is changed by children, age, diet, conversation, sex, the moon, the absence or presence of sun, or good times. A woman must be nursed into subsistence by love where a man can become stronger by being hated.” — Charles Bukowski

A woman gets her energy from knowing the man she loves, loves her back. And I have seen what loving someone day-in-day-out without getting that love back can do to her; at the end of it she'll become a hollow unit.

And at such a point, she should be filled up again, with love from family and friends and kisses from little kids***, hugs and sunshine and colours and warmth, flowers and music and laughter and the good bits of life, till such a time she's plump with joy for life again.

And then she must go out and love again.


***The kind that makes you feel accepted, what matters then if no one else is as crazy about you? This is enough.

May 19, 2012

Forget Not...

I won't speak to my parents/sister for days, but on days like these, all I have to do is hear my Dad's voice...I can hear age in his voice now...and nothing, not even the fact that the guy I love does not love me back breaks me as much, but the mortality? in Dad's voice does. And suddenly, it seems more urgent that I spend my time with my parents, who have loved me even when I been least lovable, than moping over someone who has never valued me no matter how much I have loved.

Bitter, maybe. Clarity on priorities, definitely.