“What is hope, O?” ‘An absurdity. No more than some life is an anomaly. And humans must reinvent themselves to confront and live through the same. I think that hope is the fodder of fate that life fattens before an eventual or unavoidable savoury. Hope is necessary just as much as the discernment and awareness… Continue reading conversations: hope?
I didn’t think I deserved love. Imagined myself a burden, the friend who was dealing with so much misfortunes. I had learnt how to tell, that I was hurting, needed a little help. It turns out, I was keeping catalogue of the times I stripped bare and vulnerable; reaching out. They were times, the universe… Continue reading Survivor’s Remorse