What’s your choice?

When it comes to words of wisdom, she’s now my go-to person. It’s pretty amazing how whatever she’s written is so relatable. I have a choice - Sylvia Plath It’s like she’s seen right through you and spoken the very words that you would cringe to admit. I don’t know about you guys, but I sure have found myself in the “in between” point that Sylvia mentions. I’ve been torn between the choice of being happy and the undeniable circumstances of mourning.

In fact, when you pay enough attention to it, there’s a lot to worry about. Work, family, health, debt, duties… it’s an endless list. And these are mostly sad instances. There’s nothing joyful about work pressure, or health issues.

But then, there’s the choice.

Isn’t it better to be happy about earning enough to enjoy a great movie at the theatre with corn that’s popped to perfection, than worry about being constantly picked on at work? But it’s not always the option we’d opt for; we’d usually get stuck “in between.”

And that’s where we need to make a conscious choice. It’s either happiness or sadness – because even introspective sadness has a calming effect on the soul, whereas indecisiveness is just a complete fiasco.

What do you eat?

Sylvia Plath is beginning to grow on me. Her words are hauntingly relatable. They have an aura of dark reality that simply refuses to leave the mind. This one here is no different.

Sylvia Plath - what have I eaten

It’s bitter, it’s harsh, and it’s the truth.

Lies and smiles – that’s all we’ve consumed all our lives. Just thinking about it makes me wonder why it never before occurred to me. It’s the simplicity of the fact that makes you want to slap yourself hard in the face.

What a two-faced world we live in! Each of us has a face unknown to the rest of the world. A face that lies, a face that smiles; it’s become impossible to discern one from the other.

We’re all mere players in a world that’s as mysterious as we are.

P.S – Image source: Pinterest

The Declaration

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From The Art of Asking by Amanda Palmer

“You are an artist when you say you are” – I’ve come across similar opinions a lot, and it always strikes me hard.

That moment of truth; of complete self-acceptance; the moment I declare myself as an artist – that’s the ta-da moment I’ve been waiting for.

I’ve been writing for a long time now – stories, poems, articles, blog posts, technical documents, even a first draft of a novel – but I still can’t call myself a writer. I’m still a blogger.

I’m not sure what I’m waiting for, but it’s a scary thought – it’s like the ultimate announcement. Because once you’ve declared yourself as a ‘writer,’ there’s no room for sloppiness  – a writer, or any artist for that matter – is a professional. Professional, as in, not suited and heavily-booted, but her work should be of a proper standard, and she should be able to take critical blows with a smile.

I know I’m not there yet, but I’m on my way.


The image is a screenshot from Brain Pickings Weekly (with their signature yellow quotation mark.)

Rekindling Thoughts

Cigarette - Ayn Rand

I’m not a fan of smoking, but when I came across this piece by Ayn Rand, I couldn’t help but agree completely.

I’ve never realized what powerful species we are. Not only did we discover fire, but also mastered the art of taming it at the tip of two fingers – one of them which is the middle one. How simple it is for us to tame such a strong destroyer – we are not only powerful but also a threat, to ourselves and the rest of the world. Some day, we could end up stripping the universe of its essentials. “A spot of fire” – incredible how it can breed chaos and great thoughts.

Let Chaos Reign!

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I was aimlessly browsing through Pinterest when I saw this quote attributed to Oscar Wilde. It, at first, seemed off-hand and simple, but after a while of staring at it, I could relate it to anything I could thing of.

How easily we put a limit to things, overlooking the obvious, ‘why’. We’ve always been taught to control emotions – anger and desire in particular – and not let them get out of hand. What if we just let the chaos reign within? Why limit our potential by labeling ourselves?

Well, Oscar Wilde knew his words.

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