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I am running away from reality, as fast as i could.
and trying not to look back, so as to prevent my eye from tearing.
Chocolates filled with marmalade... Thursday, July 16, 2009

I just want this week to end. I don't mind the stress that a deadline automatically puts on my head nor do I worry about reports and such. But the sheer irrationality which many people seem to have been infested with, makes me exhausted. I was contemplating this with a senior colleague of mine whose feedback I greatly respect and he said, its the frustration and insecurity of individuals which drives them to be that way. I am not sure if I can believe that but I took his answer anyway. The whole evening was spent in one big blur and I managed to steer my mind away from anything emotionally stirring. I laughed at lame jokes and chuckled merrily at idiotic email conversations. And then K decided to ask three questions.
He, that is K, and I play this three question game everyday. Almost everyday. I started it just for fun but amidst these  fun questions, there are a couple really serious ones. Its nice way to know people, just like twenty questions but in this game (at least the way we play it most of the times) its more about understanding other person's point of view which I find very refreshing. 

I had asked my share of questions in the afternoon and generally he asks me to answer them. Some days he gets into the groove and asks me questions that stump my head off. Today it brought on old memories. Memories are like chocolates with marmalade filling. 

Bittersweet.


I never thought that I would like something really sweet and something really sour together. But ironically that's how things seem to end. 

Bittersweet. 

A flavor that dies on the tongue and a smile turns to a grimace, a tragic story that ends with hope and a relationship starts with an end date and of course, there is chocolate with marmalade filling.


Bittersweet.


Hidden emotions, forgotten prayers, postponed dinner dates, lost wishes, buried truths, sullied relationships, awkward best friends, friendly foes, soothing strangers, annoying acquaintances, closet romantics, monsoon's melancholy.


Yeah, endings are kind of bittersweet. 

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