Song? “Matlabi (Sooraj Dooba Hai)” from Roy (2015)

Awesome song. I heard it first thing in the morning as soon as I woke up.  I’m completely in sync with it.

State of Mind?  “Confused”

Weather? It’s started to get chilly. The sign of winter onset, cold mornings. But it gets warmer with every hour, the sun blazing in full blast, as if in a desert. Then by the evening it starts getting cooler again. I think Bangalore’s weather has severe PMS.

The world is a very twisted place. You care, you are criticized. You don’t bother, you are criticized. What exactly does the world want?

You come across all kinds of people – human and sub-human. Some bring out the best in you, while some, the worst. A few will stand by you, no matter in what state of mind you are in. There are a few others who would love to see you in trouble.

‘Take it easy’, some say. But this is an attitude not everybody possesses. Some people have the ability to switch off, disconnect and walk away. While some people do a great job of shielding their emotions. (I envy both these types)

Great minds say, ‘follow your heart’. If it were that easy, trust me, this world would have been a different place. To follow one’s heart is a luxury only a few can afford. And that’s a cruel fact of life. In this constant battle of heart and mind, as you undergo an emotional catharsis, I have noticed, a lot of songs begin to make sense.  And losing yourself to the familiar vibes of deafening music becomes your safe haven, a last resort.

I don’t understand when someone says they care and then do nothing about it. I don’t understand what people want. Though I genuinely care, I am labeled as a fake. If I do something about it, I am called a fool or stupid. If I don’t, I am known as someone with a façade.

But then it is indeed a very twisted world.

Oh well!




In the crowd why is it that the heart searches for that special One? In times of sorrow and distress, why is it that you go to The One? All your wishes and prayers circle that One… Day in and day out, round-the-clock, it is that One who occupies your thoughts… Why is that you care less for yourself but a single sneeze or a cough from the One sends your heart racing? You find your entire world only in that One… The One who means the universe to you… Why is it that every happy occasion or news has to be shared with that special One?

No matter what the matter is, how deep the hurt is, why do you find solace in that One’s arms? Wishing for the One to be in front of your eyes always… It’s as if the world is dark without the One’s presence… Hearing the One’s voice seems to melt away all your worries, wipes tears, and brings happiness that the world seems small in front of it…

Why the One?

A simple yet complicated answer…

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The sun sets, lighting up the sky in a bright array of colors that slowly turn black. Suddenly the air is rent with the sound of birds, returning back to their nests. Somewhere far, the critter of insects can be heard. Streetlights slowly start coming up, illuminating the roads. The air turns crisp and cooler, a refreshing waft. Night sets in…

When the rest of the world prepares to slumber, there are a few “creatures” (humans, I mean) who turn active at night. It’s as if the darkness ignites their spirit, kindling the very soul. There’s something about darkness, serenity beyond explanation. The dictionary terms it as Nyctophilia or love of darkness or the night. Is it psychological or spiritual or does it have a scientific meaning behind this liking? I am not sure. As a child, I used to fear the dark (Haven’t we all done that!?!).  I was terrified of being anywhere that was even partially dark. Power cuts at nights would spell doom. I fervently would pray for the power to come back.

However, growing up, I suddenly developed an affinity towards the dark. I feel this odd comfort, whenever I look out of my window at night. The pitch blackness of the night envelopes me in a calmness, that human mind may not perceive. It is at this time where my brain, at its heightened energy, craves for activity. The peace outside, with an occasional disturbance of insects, the calm breeze, and sometimes the moon shining through the clouds, feels like a perfect setting.  There’s an amazing relaxation that only a night can bring. No harsh sun to ruin the mood, nor the dry wind that parches your soul. I love the night time, for reasons best known to be. I’m sure my fellow beings, who find comfort in the darkness, will agree with what I’m saying.

Nyctophilic, this is me!