What 'sorry' means

He hurt me bad.I wondered and wondered why I couldn't forgive him when he said sorry .That's not me.I don't nurse wounds.I kept feeling that he hadn't meant it even though he kept saying it repeatedly. But that was not it. Then it struck me,he said it so he could assuage his guilt with my forgiveness. Not because he felt bad for what he did, or because he had felt the pain he had caused me.

Neti Neti

Not this and not that. But what then and what not?

God and swimming

Between the devil and the deep sea, I chose the devil first. Since I can't bribe him, Ill try the deep sea now

'fuck','nice' and 'hmmm' make up for all the emotions that we aren't able to articulate very precisely otherwise. They are our most abused words

The tragedy of misunderstanding

Its tragic to feel that noone in this world gets you. The only thing that can make it worse is when the people who you think aren't trying enough to understand you, feel exactly the same way about you too.

Don't you clench your teeth when you are watching a show where you see tragedy elaborately panning out right in front of your eyes, because of misunderstandings...and the only person knowing all the bits of connecting information is ultimately powerless?

So the two thoughts mentioned above aren't connected - except for the tragedy that misunderstanding really is. A colossal waste.

I swing between keeping this blog closed and open. Today is new year, and I was wondering, why keep my angst with the world private? Opened it. Lets see how long this goes on for now...

When someone told you about all that you deserve, and all those desires of yours that you must fulfill, and all the dreams you need to achieve, they just forgot to tell you that you can be happy even without your desires fulfilled, without your dreams coming true. And that to be happy is more important. And that life is so screwed that the only relevant choice to make is to be happy. And execute that choice every minute