“Spotless mind”
The stereotypes and the human-good-or-bad branding agencies will presume that I’m a psychotic. Peace be with them…yes I am.
I’ve been thinking of the fiction movie “Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind” since yesterday. I tried my best not to bring my situation this far but it’s now ineluctable. I’m now filled with hatred of the 3rd degree. All I wish for is to kill those brain cells which are now keeping me so perturbed. Life would be so simple if I could simply delete those components from my head which consist of impressions of the elements repulsive to the core.
If somebody out there is not a person on the stereotyping agenda will surely understand my plight.
Disclaimer:- Please don’t advise yoga sessions or the sorts which enable one to detach and ignore and blah !!! I’m already aware of them and thinking of taking one of them up asap before I go insane. Thank you very much. I would be more glad if you just didn’t read my post or even if you did , just pretend that you didn’t. Freaksss!!! 
“My frustu funda”
The next best thing one can do to be happy, is to be sad. Everything that goes up , must come down…similarly if you are sad today, you’ll be happy tomorrow.
(Anyway the best thing to be happy is the state of happiness)
Disclaimer:- Not a universal rule. Mostly my frustu funda 
Lonely and cold…
What would you do …?
…….when things are not working out as you thought under the influence of the flicker of a hope that seems to be eradicating with time?
……if you could sense your life crumbling down to only a vague vision of something that appeared so concrete when you started?
……when that one person’s hand you would want to hold, leaves you in a crowd of strangers?
“the Woman in Me”
“A mirror tells the truth. Isn’t that a lie?…You raise your right hand and it raises it’s left. A mirror only tells you the opposite!
I wonder sometimes, what really happens?…Is the colour red really red?…”
– the Woman in me
A play by Pawan.
My colleagues denied to accompany me to the play by giving their own valid or invalid reasons when they heard the title and the mature content it claimed to have. Quite understandable. Perhaps , they didn’t want to be in a difficult situation with a woman colleague watching mature content about women. One of them smsed me “So did you find out the woman inside you”. My reply was rude and gross. He would know the reason if he ever happened to watch it. I anyway carry a strong disposition mostly so he would have taken it for my nature.
Here the woman is not about the woman in a woman. It’s the psyche of a woman portrayed by a man which is never comprehended otherwise. It impersonates what a woman goes through willingly or unwillingly by the mere fact of being a woman. It arouses you to introspect on what is a woman’s fault if she is a woman. It depicts the horrendous experience that a woman goes through when her husband rapes her on the uncountable nights. What right does he have? The conventional so-called superiority of being a husband? The men who aren’t in wedlock with her can’t be bypassed. Rapist is the word.
The play is a two-character play. One is a man who is tempted to supersede his wife but only egotistically [played by Abhishek as Rajiv] and his sub-conscious mind [played by Pawan as his raped and murdered wife, Nina].A single character but virtually two profound characters was brilliantly depicted.I can’t imagine a film on this theme.
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“Is a crush an unsuccessful attempt at love?Then I was on the verge of becoming an abandoned loser;-)”
–Anonymous isn’t me
