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The Stranger I Like (2.5)

[Chapter 2]    Covalent   – A strong connection even the universe can't separate it.  It was half past one, the world outside cloaked in silence, the frost deep enough to sting the air at just 5 degrees. The night felt still, yet thick with anticipation, as if the sky itself had lowered, burdened by the weight of winter. My man returned home from his long, draining night shift, the doorbell slicing through the quiet, a sound that broke my waiting. I had been uneasy, watching the hands of the clock crawl, counting the moments until he’d be home. When I opened the door, there he stood—fatigue etched into every line of his face, his skin pale under the dim hallway light. His eyes, though half-lidded with sleep, held that familiar warmth, but tonight, even they seemed dulled, clouded by the weight of exhaustion. " Did you have dinner? " I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, careful not to disturb the stillness he carried with him. But my words slipped through th...

'PIONEERA'

Pioneera - the forefront of progress and change.   Ramakrishna Paramahansa studied only till middle school before leaving formal education. But leaving school doesn’t mean abandoning the pursuit of Knowledge. He believed that true education lay beyond books and degrees—in the depths of spiritual awakening and self-realization. Why am I talking about him? Because he was the one who transformed a young boy named Narendranath Datta into the legendary Swami Vivekananda , one of the most inspiring figures in Indian History.  We all know the immense impact Swami Vivekananda left on the world—a leader, thinker, and spiritual icon who redefined the potential of human strength and intellect. But behind his wisdom and courage stood his guru, Ramakrishna Paramahansa, whose teachings shaped him into a symbol of inner resilience and clarity. It was this unique bond of mentorship that gifted the world a visionary like Vivekananda. Swami Vivekananda once wisely said, " To understand th...

The Stranger I Like (2.4)

[Chapter 2]    Eclipse  – A hidden love waiting to glow I wasn’t exactly flooded with inspiration today. My mind was off somewhere—probably on vacation while my to-do list sat there, giving me the side-eye like a boss ready to assign me the next task. There was a time when I could just sit and let the words flow, effortlessly spilling pages about us, about the story we were building. But today? Blank. Empty. A void. We still talk. Well, " Talk " is probably a Strong word. It's more like exchanging text bubbles with the energy of a phone on 1%—barely hanging in there. No calls, no voice notes—just messages so dry, they belong in a pharmacy labeled " for external use only. " It’s the kind of conversation where you ask, “ How’s it going? ” and the reply takes longer to show up than a hospital bill you thought you’d escaped. Somewhere between emojis and memes, the art of a real conversation seems to have gone into a coma. The most thrilling interaction we've had...

The Stranger I Like (2.3)

  [Chapter 2]  Elysium   - An idyllic and perfect existence   You know how some people just walk into your life like they tripped over destiny's shoe-laces and crash-landed straight into your heart? Yeah, that’s him. I was living my grayscale, emotionally detached life just fine, minding my own business like a peaceful NPC, thinking love was nothing but a playlist of overhyped songs. And then this guy shows up—blasting my entire emotional bandwidth like someone spilled Holi colors into my black n white world. Now my entire vibe feels like one of those overly saturated Instagram filters—too vivid, too much, but also... kinda perfect. Ahem! At this point, I’m considering sending him an invoice, charging him property tax. Not even kidding—he’s been occupying prime real estate in my head, rent-free, fully furnished thoughts, premium emotional package included, zero maintenance fees. Man’s got a luxury suite with a balcony view straight into my overthinking brain, complet...

The Stranger I Like (2.2)

 [Chapter 2]   Zeal  – Passionate commitment to action You know how girls get butterflies when the guy she likes gets expressive with her? Well, I didn’t know I’d get a whole zoo of butterflies when simple emoji made my heart do backflips.  🦋🌝😂😍👀😉🥵🌻🍀🪐🔥🎀✨💀🙊🤍🤝🫂🧣 Kya apko bohot saare emojis dikh rahe hain? Kahan? Text ke upar? Haan, mujhe v dikh rahe hain! 😂 Haha, the Dora inside me wanted to explore him more, but all I could practically do is... Nothing. Leave it! 😂 The above you see are some of the most commonly used emojis between us. Of course, he uses them, and I just love how specific he is with his emoji usage. Guys aren’t generally that expressive compared to girls, right? I mean, if I want to appreciate him, I increase the letters, I go all out like—' youuuuu make mee happyyyyy, youuuu aree the bestttttt ' .And he responds with 'Thank you so much ✨🎀.' Now, imagine the same “ thank you ” without those emojis. It would sound so fika fika...

Happy New Year

'  2025 ' Samay kisi ke liye nahi rukhta, guys.  Unless it's ' India's Got Latent '  (Kyunki usi ka hi toh show hai!) Well, a very Happy New Year to you and yours! As we step into 2025, it’s like opening a new chapter in a book, but to be honest... I feel numb. There’s this void where excitement used to live. It’s as if the calendar flipped, but my heart stayed still. The same determination to make this year count, to perform better, to give my best... but that old thrill, that spark that once ignited my soul as the New Year approached, is nowhere to be found. Remember the days when we couldn't wait for the parties, the laughter, the midnight countdown? Now, forget the party. I hardly even meet my friends anymore. I miss them. I miss us. I often reminisce about those simple days when I would beg my dad to bring me greeting cards so I could write personal New Year wishes. Back in the 2G era, when the internet was just a distant dream and Google was a far-off...

The Stranger I Like(2.1)

 [Chapter 2]    Limerence An intense romantic obsession Trust in communication should be  bigger than your overthinking. When two people connect despite the miles between them, maintaining meaningful conversations becomes essential. But, yeh overthinking naam ki cheez na, bond ka band baja ke chhodti hai! You are aware of their schedule, you know how packed their life is, phir bhi mann mein sawaal uthta hai, " Yeh message itnaa late seen kyun? " & the  irony? They still reply to every single texts of yours! Toh phir dikkat kis baat ki hai bhai? Dimag hi zyada over-smart ban raha hai shayad! A battle raged inside my head, jaise Bigg Boss ka naya season mere andar shoot ho raha ho aur dono contestants main hi hoon! One side was my overthinker self, sensitive, fearful, always getting anxious, while on the other side, there was the calm, understanding, mature side just trying to restore some peace. It felt like an eviction was about to happen or maybe I'd win th...