Coffee Plants and Endless Thoughts!

  Dear Mikee, 17 th September 2013     “Don’t hold back when the tears trickle down, because they will eventually dry out and you will smile. Smile with a true sense of happiness. The burden of the tears you hold back will outweigh the happiness after you let it run dry.” If you have this piece of paper in your hand, I want you to run into our hostel room and lock the doors behind you and hold it onto your chest and embrace it. I hope the warmth of my words can comfort you. They say it is always darkest just before dawn and I would like to reiterate that statement for you.   It is hard when the people around you don’t treat you like a human being. It is really hard to be deprived of basic dignity and love. I know you are struggling with the tag of being a liability to the school and being the last in the class. I know you failed your math exam over and over again and had to pass because they decided to show you pity. I know you hate attending so many remed...

  The hot afternoon wind blew from east to west roaring     As I sat in the storefront in the corner street wondering The half-lit cigarette gripped between my fingers yet dangling As the smoke that engulfed my life and lungs left me wondering   The sun slowly started to vanish with a cool breeze adieu The trees wept with flowers like a pleasant spring morning And the air slowly filled with your sweet fragrant presence You stood across the street like an angel in eternal glory   I stand in admiration and surprise reminiscing the yesteryears My inner child came gushing across like a river in love Traversing through the sands of time in an ocean of happiness You were my past, denied in the present and unsure of the future   I followed you crazily through the city mazes admiring from afar The memories of our time painted the city walls with colors of joy I was far yet close to you and close yet millions of miles away After m...

  For I promise that I will leave something behind for you all   Leave you all something that means the world and the stars A memory so happy that it floods you all with tears of joy As I head into my perpetual sleep far from the realms herein     The amalgamation of what I want and what I need now The end of superficial notions governed by the laws and ordeal Etched in time will be me dawning in your memory But nothing more than a distant memory and indeed memory   I want to dream about the happiness I never sensed I want to Dream about the love I never felt wholeheartedly I want to experience the peace of the dawning sun and moon I only seek that you all don’t hold on and wave me goodbye    Keep me alive in the canyons of your memories Let me flow through your emotions and water the soul Let me plant the seeds of strength as a flickering ghost Peacefully wishing you all well in my perpetual sleep    ...

  The words of Nietzsche and Cioran echoed in the silence The Silent Night sky screaming with fear and darkness The steady sunlight was still a long time away and uninvited   As we stood in the periphery of life, the existential curse   There is no meaning to life in the age of the living There is more meaning to life once we are deceased The human tendency forgets the before and the after For there is the eternal beginning once we are deadened   For a layman it might be the end, but the gods say nay The point of redundancy of the burden that we carry Because here I am ardently seeking the eternal beginning Where there is no emotion and the materialistic fiction   I see the light when I close my eyes and the darkness flipside I smell the blooming flowers and citrus when I stop breathing And the smell of rotten flesh engulfs my lungs when I breathe This is the irony of life and the truth that we most despise     ...

A couple of days ago I lost my uncle due to a medical complication. He was 59 and absolutely did not deserve to leave this planet. He was one of the most wonderful human beings. He was the last flickering light in the salvaged history of my ill-fated family. A sibling to my mother, a friend to my father and the most supportive and positive person to anyone who ever had the privilege to cross his path. He was selfless even after death as he managed to make the lives of seven people who faced the uncertain call of death defeat it by donating his organs. He was selfless even beyond existence. I am lucky to call him my uncle.  He was perfectly alright on Sunday as he had lunch with my family and planned a mini vacation to our ancestral village in the coming months. He faced quite a bit of trouble growing up. The fall from grace of my family through history had put my uncle and his grandparents into the depths of poverty. Additionally, he had the responsibility of taking care of two s...