Hope
When you’re lost, how do you know you’re on the right track again?
You don’t.
You just keep walking and hope you’ll reach somewhere.
Sometimes you do.
When you’re lost, how do you know you’re on the right track again?
You don’t.
You just keep walking and hope you’ll reach somewhere.
Sometimes you do.
I always imagined writer’s block would be about running out of things to write about. But the ideas are there. They just don’t flow properly? Yeah…you know how it feels like pen and paper or keyboard and screen are one with your body and that the blood in your veins…
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The idea of boundaries gained a lot of favour in the last decade. For a generation ravaged by economic meltdowns and the cultural volatility caused by connectivity, it seemed important to move to some kind of structural safety. We were (and still are) otherwise living in schedules with no day,…
Of course, I’m having cold feet. What, you think I need a Y chromosome to get that?
It’s a filthy city, no doubt, strewn with plastic waste. But when you have someone real to walk with you, even a walk through a plastic world can seem romantic. Apparantly romance has nothing to do with beautiful places and comfortable surroundings. Who says Mumbai is not romantic? This is…
I read ‘When I Hit You’ by Meena Kandasamy and it brought me back to an episode in my relationship with music.
@Swetha: Yes, nothing hurts worse than shattered hopes. Someone wise once told me, “The experience of a shattered dream is one that ages a person.” And yet, I think, when you lose hope, what else is left to do in life?
@Anu: That’s profound.
When you don’t know where you’re going, you can never get lost. You’ll always get SOMEWHERE.
I have realised, Hope leads to expectations, expectations lead to being let down, which leads to misery, you realise you hit a new low. Then the whole journey of again being lost and try to get over the bottom less pit… Leads to working on hope.
Off late I’m scared to Hope!