Public display of my stupid thoughts!!

I don’t know i love her or not i even don’t know what Love is but there is this void inside me of constant approval by someone , of constant support by someone, of trying hard to know myself. Maybe I play a split presenolaity or maybe i am split into many personalities but love binds me. This maybe unfair to everyone out to the whole world but even god has many haters.

I am used to being this way maybe saddist is what actually my personality is but even a saddist deserves to be heard.

The concept of love always confuses me, the world is not recognizing it well!! If it such a pure thing then why can’t people express it more often or maybe that’s what a saddist is supposed to get.

I may look like a guy with no vision but I feel like a bird trying to swim against a tank full of sharks. Maybe I am the person who seeks attention but we are no more a generation of listeners, a community who express unbaised opinion there own thoughts i guess the world has changed and i am still living in the world of revolutionirs fighting very tiny battles.

My words are useless if you read them with your Specks maybe with your eyes closed and mind open you can understand me better.

I am a loser , a ranting idiot, a guy with zero plan but still i deserve to be heard, judged and then happily thrown in trash.

I am not a writer or a visionary, I am selfish and non expressive when it comes to thoughts and ideas but I still hope that someone will collect my bits and pieces and try to figure me out.


My understanding of GOD

Disclaimer:- Maybe I am too small to write anything on this, maybe I need to learn a lot but we all are small and learning.Let me clarify this by saying that I am just stating my own views here.

Do you believe in god ? I once asked an atheist.

No, I don’t believe in fairy tales. Fair enough i said.

Then what is it that keeps your drive on or your center of beliefs?

My instincts and my knowledge (smirks).

Terrified by this response i asked my dad the same question.

He replied with a sense like he always saw that coming.

I believe in God and he guides me to my drive and also to everyone’s drive.

Amused by the response I asked him how is that even possible?

He responded with a question, when did you realize that you must leave this place and move on in life?

When i got my knowledge about the world..

Yes, exactly this is where God came in play son (he cuts me in the middle). your instincts and knowledge comes from God.

Both responses where pole apart but eventually meant the same.

I am not here to change your belief or write a fancy article about how dumbfuck some superstitious people are. I am here to share an idea.

An idea that eventually everyone is the same everyone is as vulnerable as you and me.

While some may take their believes & knowledge from a holy book & some just put there heads down & do their work and develop there believes and knowledge along the way. We all are same.

While some run towards a statue when their is some problem in their life and some stress their balls out thinking about a way out. We all are same.

My only concern is that whatever it is that keeps your faith on and beliefs about life never lose faith. Lack of faith causes arrogance,fear and eventually destruction.

So, while you are reading this and maybe hating me on some points or loving a little bit let me tell you one thing my friend WE ALL ARE SAME

5 Life Lessons from a traffic jam 

​1. If it’s taking too long you are probably on the right direction.

2. Don’t try to cut in you may create chaos.

3. You maybe getting hard time because of someone else, life is unfair get used to it.

4. I know it’s a bit chaotic, hectic and unfair with people constantly honking on your backs but this is what makes it interesting.

5. And so what if  you fail this time, don’t worry there is a traffic signal waiting for you my friend 🙂

Devil just passed by me

This is a personal article.This is the description of an incident that happened with me!

It was the morning of 19/5/2017, I only slept for 2 hours that night so before getting ready for college I decided  to take a  nap of 10 minutes at 6:20 am and so I set an alarm for 6:30am. So, I closed my eyes within a few minutes I started thinking subconsciously that why the alarm has not rang yet. Then suddenly a bit of the sounds started echoing in my ears, it was not the sound of alarm but I guess  the voices inside my head, then gradually the sounds become more louder and louder. Meanwhile, I started seeing an image of a key that is unlocking a lock . Then the voices became more louder & also a high pitched cluster of sounds echoing faster and louder it sounded like growling in metal bands, but nothing was clear and I was tripping on the same key and lock image. With every passing second  the sounds very getting louder and louder. Meanwhile,the sounds and growling reached it’s peak and then the next instance it was all gone and I could feel the air passing by just like when a fast car passes by. Within seconds there was utter silence and my eyes opened before i could even realize what happened the alarm rung and i saw the time 6:30am.

 I was completely silent for the next few minutes trying to figure out what just happened. And I was thinking about the same subconsciously the whole day so I decided to write this out.
Maybe I was sleep deprived and there could be a scientific explanation to this but I felt like something passed by me, waited a few minutes inside me tried to say something and then left with the speed of light. And I could feel that it was dark, so dark that i had goosebumps and i just get bad vibes whenever I even think about it. I have had experiences like this in past but this was a different level all together. 
If you ever had any experience like this or can find any meaning of the whole situation feel free to talk it out!!

Artist at every corner!!

ARTIST- Someone who is different in his looks like wearing glasses or long beard, socially awkward and probably do a hell lot of drugs.

Probably this is what we all have an image
 of a person called artist.

What does he do?

Photography, writer,musician,dancer,actor and other not so common works.


I was having the same perception for over a very long time but this is what the society has made us to think because anything that is not common,not persuade by many is ART.

Is it right to just term ART as a little atom of huge molecule??

I mean Art is everywhere just like air it’s everywhere in everyone,in you in me,everyone is an artist you are also an artist in your own way, you just need to be artistic enough to see it!! 

Then what’s with the society of not claiming everyone as an artist and treating them as a bunch of morons or is it the socially akward artist who is finding excuses to do drugs.

Who is wrong ??

This debate has endless Angles and points but why can’t we just term everything as art like why a driver who is using his skills just like a guitarist called a driver not an artist or why a carpenter who uses his hand skills just like a painter is not called an artist!! 

Maybe the discrimination is for the better maybe not but the next time you see someone doing his job like driving or managing his shop make him realise that he is not just a normal person he is also an ARTIST.