Regrets & Regards
Who has time to regret the past when a lesson can be gleaned for the future? FOMO life doesn’t allow for regrets.
Navigating complex emotions of jealousy, ambition, insecurity, joy, fear, peace, anger, happiness, betrayal, contentment, disappointment, love.
Who has time to regret the past when a lesson can be gleaned for the future? FOMO life doesn’t allow for regrets.
I like the word ‘abundance’. It signifies so much more than wealth or any other kind of material possession.
What does loneliness sound like? A scream that no one seems to hear. Gasps that don’t make it past the throat. Sentences written in invisible ink. The redacted words on a page. It’s feeling unwanted, unnecessary, irrelevant even. Then you remember. You still exist. The print under the graffiti, the face…
I’m enjoying the company of books & plants. For the first time these don’t feel like escape from the loneliness between men. It makes my past feel like vertigo.
Soon, it will be 9yrs since I made one of the few impulsive decisions of my life. It is a decision I’ve been punished for over & over.
On the last day of my thirties, I look back at the three mistakes that marked this decade.
We’ve spoken. You’ve looked at me and I, at you. You probably thought of me later.
In 2009, the BMC, Mumbai’s civic body invited citizens to come paint the walls of an arterial road abutting the railway track. Home.
Do you say all the things to the world that you wish somebody would say to you? Do you hope?
We glorify anger. We present and consume revenge sagas, hate politics. We keep alive an emotional minefield.