voices in my head

Overthinking is cancer Said, nobody I close my eyes And all I see is emptiness I want to cry my heart out But the tears aren't there anymore I ain't in control of my mind anymore I ain't myself anymore *long sigh Entangled in this spiral of thoughts I hurt myself I want to stay on the sunny side But I just can't I am evolving And I think I like it And that's just sad

In retreat, we looked back to that place once again, it was a hope for those orphans, a home for those travelers, true heaven with the most delicious food and one epic kashayam. Even in the morning, we were not sure about will we go or not because as everyone most of our trips ended in just planning. In the end, four of us took the train to Udupi at midnight. And midnights are the most beautiful time to start something, ain't they? We reached Udupi by morning 6, had tea from a nearby teashop and then took the bus to Agumbe. Agumbe is a small hilltop village in Shimoga district of Karnataka, surrounded by rainforests and mountains. Agumbe is known as the Chirapunji of south India because of its high amount of rainfall. Bus to Agumbe was really adventurous, there's a pass on the way which consists of 12-14 hairpin bends, with low security. But the driver was like he was driving on NH, he was even phoning somebody while driving in a pass. After 2 hours of bus, we rea

Innocence is unbecoming of maturity, Knowledge is means of discrimination, Strength is an entity for abuse, Voice is a privilege of the ones in the power. The world portrays that being average in physique is perfection and everything else is unacceptable. The poor are downtrodden while the rich are eager for more. Privacy paramount for our well being while the society decides how we live. Oh! what a fascinating and unbearable world we live in.

Wet eyes Pale face I'm trying   But sometimes I just can't hold it I'm in a crowd And yet I'm alone And I realize It's a void I try too hard to not to be sucked in  Vulnerable I fall Yelling your name If only this pain Was inevitable  * breathing heavily running faster Oh please, god Just get this over with Clay Jensen said I love you And I'm letting you go

If only we could choose our own reality. If only we could go back to the past and change things, do stuff differently. But I guess that’s just life, just go living it whether you like it or not.  So I’m sitting in a train and there is this mother and her son sitting beside me. And this kid is asking so many questions about trains and stations and stuff. The mother is feeling sleepy but she’s not sleeping. She’s trying very hard to listen to her son and answer his infinite, endless Q&A section. The thing is we only know the value of a person or a thing when we’ve lost it. We ignore our mothers our whole life and one day we wake up and realize they're just not there. And we live the rest of our lives with regret. The regret of not expressing love. It doesn’t matter if you have all this love for a person inside your heart. You need to express it, show that person that he/she matter in your life. Sayonara