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Monotone.I have always liked colours. I may not know all the names of the colours, but then again I have always had a high affinity for various colours. Having said that I never liked the bright colours. It so clearly negates the whole idea of being inconspicuous. I do occasionally give a side eye to […]
reverie
Everyone dance to their own beat.– ʞɐ He stared out of the window as the weather turned still dry with a bit of sunshine secretly playing hide and seek with the clouds. It did say that the rain was expected and yet he was still out. Rain never bothered him, anyway. In a matter of […]
Normal
Maybe, maybe the one’s we call freaks are normal and we are the real freaks. Normal, how do we define normal? How do we label normal? What makes one normal and other a freak? Isn’t normal a disjointed analogy of other’s (someone who assumed that they were/are all normal) opinions and views, a collected opinionated views […]
Shatter
Sometimes, the broken pieces can’t be put back together. Let it go. How? How can people just expect to just leave everything behind and move on just like nothing at all happened? I have no idea about others but I don’t function like that. I think about the thing that is not even there. Actually, […]
We All Have A Story
We all have a story, we don’t want to tell. I am not a good writer. I will right away admit that like I always have, and probably will continue to do so. But I have been told otherwise. Whoa, compliment alert! Though I have no idea how to take a compliment, I will eventually […]
Serenecentric | #SereneSaturdays
Hebbe Falls, Chikamangalur © ajaykontham, 2016 _____ #SereneSaturday. Why Saturdays? Because it is in between Friday, the most anticipated day and Sunday the day we take rest, but it gets over before we even blink on the Friday night. Correct me if I am wrong. But, nonetheless, I came up with this new weekly prompt […]
Pain.
Pain, an interim of our consciousness, a stigma of yesterdays’s reminders and tomorrow’s uncertainty. What is this pain, anyway? The relation of toe to the table edge or the dislodged collar bone, or may be that nasty fall. Perhaps, it is the hollow in our heart, the haunting memories, the sleepless nights, the love that was lost, […]