An Orange Cloud

  I think we all want to be a broken clock some time. Let me explain.   Trail Of Thoughts - 18 Today I woke up and noticed that one of our wall clocks was not working. And I thought, “huh, to stop in time, must be a fantasy”. And my second thoughts were “I should get some batteries!”   The point is I wanted to be like a broken clock and stop in time. You know, have a break because all my batteries dried up.   The clock that was ahead of everyone for 10 minutes is now behind everyone and everything for 10 hours. And I liked that, and wished for it. I wanted to be behind everyone, take a long break and resume like nothing even happened. Resume, in the sense of picking up where i left off at that very moment and not days after.   I may have identified myself with the clock broken clock and wished to be on hold while I get a battery change. But until then, I’m defying all the laws of time and science. It’s not an escape of any sorts. Just a tiny little break.   This r

  Sto-rini- 14 It was back in 2019; I was studying 9th. The academic year had just begun and we were all breathing the air of relief because of the 8th class storm. We had public exams in 8th, our first exposure to outside correction and the new type of stress due to pressure.   9th class was our step to freedom after the battle. As storm passed, calmness spread. Little did I know, it was the sign for yet another storm that was to come, but this time it was coming for me.   "A new student has joined in 9th A", announced my class teacher, we got excited. I still remember that day, crystal clear. She waddled in, shy and sat behind me. On her first day, we swarmed around her introducing ourselves. I remember my first words to her, "Nice to meet you. My name is Rini".   We shook hands. It wasn't firm, she was rather weak. She was slim. Not too thin, not too fat. Just the right type. She had a fair complexion, clear skin, thick hair, smooth hands, beautif

 The first time I actually try to use my heart Everything starts falling apart   I hate to be emotional Risking one thing for all   It’s scary how some people are like this On a daily basis   It’s scary how they handle it so well Few minutes through and I'm already in hell   Now I know why she was so hurt While she could leave it She held on to it   I thought she was crazy For being so attached to someone It’s a waste of time Might as well work hard in life   Waiting for hours for a reply And I text without an ounce of shame They’re probably busy I say while I deny That they probably don’t even remember my name   I hate to start the convo Hate to stay online I hate to be the only one To keep the convo going   But, I like you. I'm doing this for you   I hate it. I hate to say it I hate to admit it But I hate to deny it I hate to like you.   ~The End~ i wrote this back in 2021, i guess. i was emo back then. kind of an extra entj. i hated every part of me that liked him, but i lik