Monday 16 March 2015

Thursday 12 March 2015

Limerence


An overwhelming desire to be loved. To what limits can you go to be loved? Or to feel loved. And to what extent will your mind play tricks on you, by the skilful deception of interpretation. His eyes showed desire in bed. In bed. Only in bed. He barely met your gaze outside the bedroom.

If a relationship which moves from lunch to dinner to breakfast, what if the thought of sharing food didn't even come in the picture?

Top of mind. Top of heart.
We don't do those kind of things together. We do only one thing together.
There's no time for those things in this college. But there is time for one thing,
We can have the night to ourselves. Why not the day.

For a certain kind of person, love begins with small things. Either that or it doesn't begin at all.

What if the one memory that was most precious to you was taken away from you? With lies. And deceit. Why would you wait to create the memory one day with the person who took it away from you in the first place?

Be strong, brave heart. Be strong. The desire, the obsession to have your feelings reciprocated will want you to do whatever possible to get it.  But those extremities are just going to hurt you. And you deserve more. Who said the fairy tale doesn't exist? And if it doesn't, would you agree to settle for anything less? You didn't before. So be strong. And something good will follow. Happiness is inevitable.

There's no rush. Wait for it to come. If it doesn't, then it really isn't meant to be. 

Monday 16 February 2015

Achebe

Wasn't it always about learning? Enlightenment of the mind, pursuit of greater knowledge and richer thoughts. Intellectual stimulation of the highest kind