An Orange Cloud

A little background about the title, back in 2021 when I started this blog (on blogger), I was in the ‘apocalypse’ phase. It’s like the emo phase but make it zombie apocalypse. My best friend got me into this. I was super into movies and series with this theme. Conspiracy theories, if you may. I named my first December 30 th post as “ minus 1 year till the end of the day ” and did the same for 2 more years and here we are.   Trail Of Thoughts- 37 Sto-rini-  24 When I think back on this year, 2024, I’m not going back enough and all I can think of is the stu-dying part. In my defense, I had tons of exams and only studying for the past 8 months. Vigorously for the past couple. I don’t really see anything more positive than studying in a yellow painted walls windows locked room. Here’s a picture from when it rained a lot and it cleared the atmosphere and I could see actual colours other than black scribbles on white for the first time in a few months . September 19 th , 202...

  It’s exhausting.   Trail Of Thoughts- 32 Sto-rini- 21 You find metaphors in everything, everywhere. Every little action feels like a narration from a third view. Every thought is like a moment of truth that defines who I am.   Even little things like watching shorts for a few minutes before getting up in the morning, the deity narrates; “When waking up in the fresh cloudy morning, Rini would rather look at her 15cmx7.5cm brick of technology than get up and take a peek at the never ending beauty of nature. Is this how she wants to start the day or is she made that way? Let’s find out in the next scene.” And I, who just watched some brain-rot content to feel awaken, would stare into abyss and do a face palm.   Please tell me you all feel this way. I can think of many more.   I use my computer while studying for music. The music sometimes turns into music videos which I don’t hate. I love Blackpink, but then the deity starts, “Studying for...

Stor-rini- 21 One thing about being someone who scores the highest in a class full of buffoons uninterested students is that you never try your best. I get the highest in my class and everyone would congratulate me for that, but deep down, my teacher and I know that it wasn’t the best of me. I can do better. Better than this at least.  When I saw my paper, I noticed all the silly mistakes I have made, very silly. I could have easily got 5 marks (more or less) if only had I applied the formulae right and maybe my brain. To add to the pain, my teacher said I should’ve got 10 marks less if it were for a strict correction. He went on saying how easy the paper was and it truly cut right through my heart. I could do much better and it’s as if a rubber sky is stopping me from flying high or my feet are tied to the ground. It’s either of that or I’m losing my mind here. I truly hope it’s not the last one. It’s definitely not worth it. The fact that I’m blaming the surroundings in the first...

  I saw this movie yesterday, it’s called “gaami” and it was the most beautiful dystopian Telugu movie I have ever seen. This kind of dystopia, I think, is the first time in Telugu films. I loved it so much. I'm not one to watch movies or even write about one and if this movie got me reviewing it, you should understand it’s kind of a big deal to me. And to the movie too lol.   Sto-rini- 20   It all started when I first watched ted-ed’s video "  Why should you read "The Handmaid's Tale"? - Naomi R. Mercer  " and I was like “hmmm,  tell me why?  ?” I clicked on the video and it was the best video I’ve seen all day. It was 12 am, I searched on Google, “handmaid’s tale pdf free download”, and I clicked on the first reasonable  link  I saw and quickly switched off my wifi connection and made myself comfortable. Meaning I put my books away. I clicked on the pdf in my downloads folder and lo and behold my journey began. I was so excited the wh...

  Heyyyy!!   The title may seem a bit absurd so let me explain. In 2021, when I first started this blog, I typed out a post talking about the year 2021 as a tribute to the year to post on December 30th 2021. And what did I title it? “Minus one year till the end of the world”. It was really funny, back then I was obsessed with apocalypse, existential crisis and world-ending stuff, I still am. So that felt super appropriate and it’s like letting people know that it’s been a year! And I did the same in 2022 as well, and thought to myself, ok so this is a tradition.   And two years later, we are here, minus 3 years till the end of the world! Trail Of Thoughts- 26 Sto-rini- 19   For all the newcomers, in this post I will be talking about a whole bunch of stuff. I will answer some questions I had for myself last year and see if any of the predictions came true. And at the end, we will be leaving some more questions and predictions for 2024 December Rini to laug...

  Oct 29 th , 2022     Sto-rini-  18 Today I went upstairs to dry some clothes but then I noticed that there was no space left for my clothes. Clothes everywhere, on the wire, in the bucket, on the racks. Some dried, some half dried, some wet like mine. I looked around but then just gave up and sat in one of those weird broken but still usable chairs. Then a drop fell on my hand. It started sprinkling almost immediately as if it warned me to seek shelter. I ran inside the shed next to the stairs to the terrace, almost scared that it was raining acid. It could be literally possible keeping in mind the pollution and other hot sh1t around the world. (Pun intended).   I always hated getting in the rain. The reason? It was the weird wetness and damp clothes adhered to my skin and the breeze that sends a shiver down my spine. It’s the fog on my glasses that leave me blinded for a second, it’s the time taken for my wet hair to dry off, and it’s the risk of be...

 August 2 nd   You’re never too old to memorize, you can never escape memorisation . Be it phone numbers, otp’s, to do tasks etc. the only thing about it is that, it’s hard.   Trail Of Thoughts- 21 Sto-rini- 17 When I was younger, I was that one student who scored well in a language exam foreign to her. Hindi. Ever since I selected Hindi as my new second language after preschool of it being Telugu, I aced all my exams. Did I perform better than my fellow Hindi students? Yes. Did I get the highest despite being a Telugu speaker? Yes. Did I understand it? No. I can comprehend Hindi, meaning I can decode it pretty well, but encoding, it’s not my cup of tea. My Hindi is book-smart type. My vocabulary is nowhere to be used now. More like, nowhen to be used. Whenever I spoke in Hindi with my friends, I would use the textbook-old version of the word. It’s quite funny. For example, instead of saying, “Yoo dude, that class was fire!” I used to say, “Oh comrade of mine...