This is a post that was written by Utsav Raj, and he writes about the things that I harbour within the depths my heart and soul better than I could ever. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I have. Draft 4 (HER) He had beautiful eyes. Not the kind which makes you … Continue reading Damn, your eyes.
Here's the thing about love, it demands you to acknowledge it. It forces you to crave for it and spend your days daydreaming about finding the "right person". It makes you long for it with every fiber of your being, even though you know that the smarter choice in your current situation is to just … Continue reading The Thing About Love
I have spent months building my "acceptance" of my current situation upon the expectation of trying again in the future. But after this long, I feel extremely emotionally, physically, mentally and spiritually tired once again. Slowly, I feel myself breaking the concrete and pulling the bricks down. I no longer accept this "acceptance" that I've … Continue reading Thoughts Written Onto Paper
When I was younger I used to be such a maths and science person. But as I grew older, I've started to look at life and the reasons for living. Now I think I've transitioned into somebody more than just maths formulas and Biology definitions. I look at life through a lens that not many … Continue reading Growing Up and Changing
I believe that every person you meet in your life is meant to teach you something. You meet people during different times of your life because you need to progress step by step. You learn from one in order to teach the next. And I think that's the sole purpose of living this life; to … Continue reading Mathimata, lessons
I can't change the past, and I can't fix what I have done wrong. I can't make things go away and I can't be the perfect person that I strive to be, but yet even when I feel like drowning I still feel hope. Somewhere deep within my soul, in the pits of its darkness, … Continue reading I still feel hope
I think the worse thing about needing a group of people for moral support is when you realise that people only do it because they pity you and not because they really care. I mean, do they really? Or are they just functioning on the belief that they should be the ones doing something for … Continue reading Hamartia