Journal- Serious and Trivial
Friday, October 09, 2026
Handpicked
Thursday, October 01, 2026
Wednesday, September 30, 2026
Notes to the Self
Notes to the Self
Notes to the Self
Notes to the Self
Notes to the Self
Note 4
I sense an epiphany when I think of how humans have imposed a sense of time over the endless days on this planet. Time stretches across changing seasons, nights and days, while humans measure it by the calendar and the clock.
I feel grateful for the hours gained in activities that make me forget time. I feel most alive when I am thrown into a world of complete absorption, where the clock seems to disappear and I lose myself in the moment. I emerge from those hours feeling rested and grateful. May be living is about spending your time wisely but also losing your sense of time.
Saturday, September 19, 2026
Female Icarus
Your soul was a huge flame—blazing bright, leaping toward the sky in its effort to stand for what you truly wanted. You fought for your dreams until the end. But after many ups and downs, your soul grew weary. In the struggle with life, you lost the joy of living, and your spirit began to feel the heavy angst of existence.
When you look back at the years that have passed, you remember that you are like Icarus at heart—always flying above your mazes in your quest for freedom.
There were times when this soul was too silent, too shut away, too withdrawn—unable to find meaning in life. Yet over time, you learned to read the mazes and fly out of them. This dash for freedom began to feel effortless, even natural.
Still, the soul yearns for those yesterdays—when, like Icarus, you escaped the maze and conquered difficult situations with courage rather than caution. You were full of ingenuity and bravery, and though it took time to heal your hurt wings, you eventually dashed into the wild skies once more.
Thursday, September 17, 2026
Evenings at the Indian Coffee House
Sunday, September 13, 2026
The Manual of the Warrior of Light
Friday, September 11, 2026
99 Positive Affirmations
Dreamtime
Thursday, September 10, 2026
Friday, August 28, 2026
The Unsent Letters
The Unsent Letters
Dear Sean
Do you remember how you had given me a CD of popular songs and soon they became my favourites as well. It was your way of making people happy that made you a favourite among them. I was smitten by your charm and what was missing after you were gone was your ways of making one feel special.
The OSTs from popular movies were my favourites- be it Titanic or Armageddon or Robinhood. Our world revolved around discussions about books, films and music. This year, as I am making a playlist memories of our candid chats pop up before me and once again I feel happy to have met you though we lost touch somewhere along the way. This year, I will create a playlist for you so that you will get a chance to listen to my favourites and croon them in your melodious way.
Love
Berry
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