January 05, 2017

U for 'Untitled'

Dear Heart,

When in doubt, I want you to know that it's okay not to understand.

Don't beat yourself about it. You are not responsible for striking the perfect balance in the world. It's okay not to have some confusions sorted. Life is like that. You don't need to feel terrible about it.

You must realise everybody has their own cross to bear. You can't make anything easier  for anyone, not even
yourself, by trying to understand. Don't waste your time over it.

So sail away and don't hope for company in any kind of storm. In the end, nothing really matters (and perhaps this is the only thing one needs to understand.)

Selfishly yours,

U for 'Untitled' is the twenty-first post in the 'A-Z Series' of posts, a chain of scribbles by me on topics starting with each alphabet of the English language. Read back and forth for the other posts, and please feel free to contribute your thoughts on the subject.

January 04, 2017


I see the seasons changing
Once again too soon;
The leaves are turning
From lush green to yellow-grey
The Sycamore is in bloom no more
It's strong roots and naked branches
Remind me of our love
That could neither be uprooted
Nor bear flowers,
And of us; you and me
Who just like the seasons,
Couldn't stay for long.