Parallel Universe 

Where I see desolation, You make merry 

You smile 

I have a headache and a frown on my face 


Believed and trusted and had faith. 


A consequence of choices I never made. 

In a parallel universe, life is good. 

There is laughter and room for love 


Temporary still or permanent this time around 


Another smashed hope, in a parallel universe, cut short. 


I’m sharing my #TalesOf2015 with BlogAdda.

The most special thing that happened in 2015 is that my sister had a baby girl and she (Airah) is the most adorable child I have ever set eyes on. I am no longer the youngest member of the family. 😀


That is Airah’s first Christmas and she is my new favourite person. Bless her!

In 2015, I learned the value of the self. I learned that no one should come before the self. One should be one’s own priority first and foremost.

I have experienced loss in a large magnitude and 2015 was one hell of a depressing year. This is one thing that I will not take with me in 2016.

I will leave behind the depressing me and start again. I am not one who makes resolutions but this I am sure of.

Our troubles are as big as we want them to be. It all depends on our perspective. I am a person with depth and I wish to carry this quality with me for one who does not have depth is hollow and have no meaning to their lives.

What I learned in 2015 is not to isolate oneself, to not be dependant on anyone. One should be independent emotionally and mentally. Spending time with self and introspection is important to build the foundation of a confident self.

I learned the importance of family, of blood ties. Earlier I used to believe that anyone can be family if you wish to make them but that is not true as people are as transitory as water in any container. Family is the only security blanket one has in this world and they will never abandon you. That is one thing that is given and does not change unless of course when death intervenes. My Mother is the most important person for me and she has always been there for me.


There is always a filter between time and with time everything filters out, the good and the bad. And I guess what I will carry with me in 2016 will be very less than what I had in 2015. I also cut off the length of my hair. It was a bad decision but I did it anyway. It is like a mental therapy for me. So I am looking forward to growing my hair again in 2016.

Happy New Year to everyone out there. May 2016 be kind to us.



System Of Change


On one side, we say that change is good and on the other side its repercussions are not something we are comfortable with. Why is it that one runs out of patience? Why cannot we just be the way we are and not change? Why cant things go on the way we have always known them to be? Why cant we just stay our safe zone and feel safe?

All these things are meaningless in this world for change is a must. We cannot expect things to be the way they are. They are always bound to change whether we like it or not. Sometimes, the ball is in our court and most of the time, its not. A very good example would be the electricity in Jammu and Srinagar. *chuckles*

And what we can do is accept, adjust, compromise and learn to live with the changes.

That is my rational side.

Now my irrational side is furious with the way things are in this world. If it were upto me, nothing and no one would change. Everything would be the way I want and stay the same. Now if you would bring in the argument that

“Wont it be monotonous to live like that?”

I would answer

“It does not matter. My zone of security will be as it is and I would be as safe as I can ever be. And I want that security in my life. I have endured huge changes in life and now I would like to stop, breathe and live for death is never very far, its always right round the corner. So before it is my turn, I would like to feel alive for once. And I can do that only if I am sure of my world. Right now, it is transitory. I want it to stop changing so I can stop worrying about those changes.”

Phew. Thats it. Its difficult to explain but I wish I would have that kind of life but its not possible and I know that. So I might as well just buy some cats (which I find creepy anyway) and settle down like an old hag.