An Orange Cloud

  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...

  Living in the borders.   Trail Of Thoughts- 25   In my old house, if you ask me where I lived, I could, without skipping a beat, could say a definite place. Like, yes I live in town x! That’s where I live. But ever since I moved to the new house, I literally cannot do so.   Let me explain. Initially, I thought I lived in town ‘A’. That’s what I’ve been telling people. “Near this landmark, I live in town ‘A’.”   But one day, when I placed an order, the app said that I was actually in town ‘B’. It’s been what, 3 months? All this time when I thought I lived in ‘A’, I have been living in ‘B’? I was shook. But that is not the end. It was town ‘C’ in another app.   It is so confusing. Not even 3 kilometers away, my college is in a different town. One km away on my left, it’s a different town. I km to my back, guess what? A whole another town!   It is like I am living in the borders of MANY areas. Like the North Korea-South Korea b...

  Safe to say I just went over my last year’s post about this very topic and now I feel influenced. But I promise I’ll try my best to get you in my head.     Trail of thoughts- 24       This year was the best. I loved it so much. Many great things happened in this year. But we will not talk about that today.   Spotify released it’s much awaited wrapped and safe to say, I didn’t hate it. It’s so ironical though. Last time I thought I didn’t change at all and how change is the only constant. But at the end of the day, I was proved wrong.   Spotify wrapped told me that I was an adventured and that I explored many new genres. That I was a true explorer. “I was told I was an explorer when I felt like a hobbit.”- me last year. I legit thought I was being static but turns out I was more dynamic than ever.   But this year was different. Very different.   Let me cut to chase, spotify called me a “time traveler”, pret...

He is always saying that they have nothing in common but she, a sitcom addict, says that’s where magic happens.   Trail of thoughts- 23 When people are different, there is space between their hearts. One can say that their love for each other and them as a whole is common enough. But she says that the bridge that connects their soul is built by them with their own minds and hands. “If we have nothing in common, so be it. We can do or create hobbies that both of us can enjoy doing together”.   Maybe just love is enough, but are you sure?   He loves watching movies and series. He loves re-watching his favourites. She passes her time watching 20 minute recap of famous movies. She thinks movies today are lengthy without a story.   So, he made it his life’s mission to narrate her movies he watched, re-watched and loved so far. That works for both of them.   She loves writing. She writes poetry and sometimes stories. When she asks him to read th...

  Every 5 days a month, I feel alive. I feel human. Very human. I feel. A lot.   Every 5 days a month, I am willing to sacrifice my future for the present pleasures.   Every 5 days a month I’m willing to go to the edge of death to accomplish something in the future.   Every 5 days a month, I wish to be anything other than being alive.   Every 5 days a month, I feel so so so happy to be alive.   Every 5 days a month, I wonder about the:-   Every 5 days a month, I feel alive. I feel human. Very human- and the cycle repeats.

  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...

  I don’t want anyone waiting on me I would run to them if I have to Cuz I know how bad it hurts To wait for someone who won’t return   But hey I want you to wait for me I want you to cry for me I want you to be me for a day Be in my place just one day   Now tell me how it feels Does it hurt? Does it not? But we both know that it sucks To be the only one Who really cares In the first place   I just want to be home Home with you No more waiting Just together with you   Though it’s not possible I want to give it a try I don’t want to regret Not trying that night   Waiting for you and I To become us Well it’s not that simple   We can always stick them together Add a little sparkle And make our fantasy palace with no people   I’m waiting for us to be Not just some characters from a movie But “us” in the history To look back on our memories   Waiting for us to Look b...