In commemoration of the best days. For the best parents.
Thanks, Amulya for this heartfelt piece
One of the first signs of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die. - Franz Kafka
When they leave home, the home comes alive. It is disturbed, the plants shrink, the paintings lose sleep, the world seems far away. And home awaits them. There's always someone that is waiting for you
'And you were just like the moon, so lonely, so full of imperfections, but just like the moon you shined in times of darkness'
What does improvement in Artificial Intelligence mean for us? Will jobs decline or will they change?
The important thing is to remember that we aren't our thoughts. The past and the future doesn't exist. The present is where we reside and should make the most of. Our sufferings are a result of our thoughts and we need to discipline ourselves to avoid being enslaved to thinking all the time.
A conversation with the clouds
Currently sitting in the hospital lobby, waiting for my grandpa to revive but chances are bleak. As I wait, I notice many forms of love. Love is battling for dad's life from here & for him, from the ICU. It is the man trying to cheer me up while I look after my family right now.
The sea is calm, the sea is a storm and the sea is the teacher. She is the creator, protector and destructor. She is lunar. She is Hel
Be the friend to yourself that you wish to have
The tricks and deceits of a magician
Heaven is a place on earth
To Mother, With Love
A power hungry man with no morals or any shred of humanity. Destroyed, paranoid and insecure, he now fills the void with money. Yet self care and awareness is a constant struggle and an everlasting quest
Capturing the little gestures of love. One verse at a time.
Everything around us is and will be beautiful if we find love within us. We need to be the friend we are to others, to ourselves first. We need to love ourselves in order to love others
A poem on dealing with depression and what life is like when you're struggling to just survive the daily turmoils. It's when all optimism leaves you and you finally give in to the void. It's a sticky feeling & never lets me leave my bed
I imagined Minerva to be a princess from the 18th century during which she has a chat with her maid about her purpose of life
What's your happy place? It's the sight of complete tranquillity on a lovers face when she/he is oblivious to the world, deep in sleep. When the world's worries can't touch them anymore, that's my favourite place
As Ernest says 'There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed', there is nothing to drawing or being creative. It's just the blood seeping from our broken places that is the ink to an artists work
Do you ever meet someone & are consumed by the strong feeling, perhaps even with certainty that you will fall in love with them? We have all been there
An ode to all those brave, beautiful souls that are keeping their noses to the grindstone every waking day. To those pushing boundaries & being better than their former selves. My love and respect stretches out to you.
Story about a girl who has no faith and is struggling to recover from a toxic relationship. When new possibilities arise, she pushes them away having no trust in new love that can blossom.
If you've never watched a cartoon movie in your life and want to start somewhere, these are the movies you should start with. Here are some of the best animated movies of all time