nirvana

Sometimes I feel how nice it would be if I had no ambitions to work for, no dreams to fulfill. If I could only sit like I have been sitting now, for the past few hours in front of the computer, reading about Ismat Chugtai and listening to Namak from Omkara (what a song! gulzar is god!).

I feel so content, yet one corner of my mind keeps sending me reminder messages that I have to finish the script I've been working on. But even this film script seems so meaningless in front of this contentment. Maybe I have achieved Nirvana.

im back

For over a month now, I have been plagued by doubts about my writing skills, which is the reason this blog has stopped getting its fair number of posts. The shift came after I happened to read some fabulous blogs, and felt so insecure that I wondered if I should even bother..

I also realised that I am too serious about life...fuck, my posts are so serious goddammit. I feel like some tragedy queen.

I mused and mused some more, and then realised that I can't help being a tragedy queen. So if my posts are sob sagas (most of them atleast) I can't fuckin help it. Thats how I am.

With this realisation, I'm back.