Random thoughts, after a proposal...

When was the last time you felt like things were in your grasp and you let it go?

Feeling ignored.
Frustrated.
Deserted.

I knew what things are and where they belong. Yet, there are some things beyond our control. Things which cannot be changed.

But at the same time it’s fascinating when you see the halo... but then it fades to black when you spot the horns.

It's tempting to fall in love. To get that feeling of being cared and caring for. That big, soft, huge ball of happiness (or happyness) is tempting as it seems.

But reality is a bitch. She knows where to hit.

That ball only had the outer coating of happiness, maybe its hollow or bitter inside.
Who knows?

I'm scared sometimes of how dense my thoughts become. It scares me.

But I'm happy for that fact that I can see something without clouding my sense of judgment (for the moment).

I’m saying ‘yes’ to her (for now).

Things can never be partitioned absolutely between good/bad, happy/sad and white/black way. But the spectrum of it intrigues me, and exploring it is fun.

Its 3:30 AM, Let me text her…

[Please note that the post has been written in a soporific state. Incoherence might be very common and complete absolute accuracy would be totally accidental.]

-Ruchir
20th August 2009