The Fallible Journey

Just writing this to mark the date of publising, bharunga to 22nd ko hi, but happy birthday bhai, like a handful of really really special people, infact, the most special out of them, you have made me grow in various domains I would have never explored being the nerdy kid I was. Ever since you came in my life I started failing miserably, like very miserably, really, really miserably.  But the cool thing is this failing wasn't as sad, partly because it was meant to happen, not only because your are a disappointment of a human being, let alone a friend, but also because the world was anew all of a sudden when you came in it. The world was a beautiful place before that, study, sleep, park, eat, repeat. Nerdy life, what students think is boring but successful. Ever since you arrived the tables turned, I realized how hard it is to be what I was ages ago, simply because of the 7 years of brain degradation I went through just to match the vibes with you.   I could have been a sc...

HI There! A continuation of the previous post, where I was practically crying while talking about smiles. I try to write in a nonchalant, logical manner, but in reality little acts of love make me go softie!🙈 (Monkey Blushing Emoji in case ur browser renders it weird) Nonetheless, I was immediately made happy by my God. I feel kind of shy taking his name, but will try to maintain this habit from now on. I call him Krishna, and its for two reasons - If there's actually a blueish incredible beautiful god, then why not worship him, such lovely, and in case not, then God better come in his form if he exists and wishes to meet me. Nonetheless, anyone who addresses a name of God, be it any name, calls to Him/Her only, for one, there is no one else to call too, and secondly, all the names in Indian culture that are culturally given mean something. Most of the names of Gods represent some certain quality that only God can possess. 'Krishna' means, if I am putting it correctly ...

HI there! It's been a while since the last post, I had myself occupied in a couple of things. I planned to post weekly this month, and then start posting a post every triduum . (It means a span of three days, I've really pulled off some Shashi Tharoor level act when it shows a red line on this existing word!). Like I said, I have a lot of stories and experiences to share, and I hope you can spare some time listening to some of such tales from my fallible journey. It is preferred to keep your memories organized in categories of emotions and states, so that whenever you sit idle, you may visit each state of being, each emotion as a chapter, and as you skim through these chapters, you realize that you have lived more than you think, you have more than you think - you realize that God gave you enough. One such chapter from my book is one of the most treacherously beautiful gifts from God - A Smile. Tears (about which I had already prepared a draft an year ago, will publ...

Greetings, Suyash here! I am confused on where to start sharing from or what to tell first, for as of now I have too much on my mind. I don't think an introduction is necessary for two people to communicate well. All that is required according to me is a connection, a sync of hearts. Consider me a storyteller, who has been through hundreds of places, lived hundreds of lives and experienced thousands of feelings in a few years. He is overwhelmed by all this, sometimes overjoyed, sometimes agonized, sometimes full of wonder and sometimes shattered by doubts. In any case, all that the storyteller wants is a witness - that's all he ever wanted, and that's all he would ever need. All that he wants is someone to listen to him; and through his words be just as overwhelmed with life as he is. He wishes the listener to experience the world from his eyes, he wants the reader to experience the utter vastness of world via him. He wishes the listener to cry out of bliss and thank God fo...