Saurabh's Lounge

    Counting and recounting the number of times I failed , it has created a mountain tearing the ceiling of the house I live in. Curse, as they say, It's not bad luck as I don't believe in the bullsh*t of good or bad luck. The reason being the definition of what's good or bad varies from person to person. They say being lost is common and one can get back. What about a person who has gone for too long and too far? It will take a lifetime to get back. Living the same old life on a daily basis, the problems faced never seem to end. The so-called God sitting above the puny human beings is enjoying the matinee show. Never-Ending Pain Aching nights, tracked by the satellites, but I am not received. Looking for ways to collect the broken pieces of my useless life, but it doesn't seem to fix anytime soon coz the pieces are too many. The fire that originally erupted seems to complete its course and burn out. The cold flame seemingly burning the last time, trying hard to

    "Wake up! It's sunrise." Someone screamed at me in the dawn. In deep slumber, I had no intention to wake up and face the demons of the haunted house again. Life literally plays hide and seek with me and somehow I have also started enjoying it. Tried a lot to speak out but as I elucidated in my previous post, counting my failures is not my cup of tea anymore because they are too many. Carrying miserable myself everywhere, knocking every door I can to seek refuge, but sometimes life, like the tongue can be betraying. From dawn to dusk, I do it all over again incessantly every single day. Watching all laugh at the fool called me is no surprise as I have started doing the same, I laugh at myself whenever I do something that doesn't seem to be of this world. Please me not The pleasing material I have become, like a puppet with strings held by multiple personalities out there. I try to find myself but all I see is darkness. Hiding, deep down I pray for this miser

    “Failure will never overtake me if my determination to succeed is strong enough.” This quote by Og Mandion seems like a ray of hope for many out there who are struggling right now or have seen struggle throughout their lives. Today, I am going to discuss something which I have been pondering over for the last few months. It may seem that I am venting out my frustrations to most of you but I am speaking this from my experiences rather than frustrations. So it's a request to all of you not to judge me by this post or if you do want to frame opinions you are free to do because I have no control over it whatsoever. Fear All Around I have never been fearful but lately with the chain of events that has happened in my life recently, fear is the new language I am peaking now. It's not that I am an introvert and can't shout out loud for what I want or need, but it's that I am f**k**g tired of doing that. The voices either fall on deaf ears or are lost somewhere in the