Small Things

1."When you find yourself at the edge, don't jump. Find something to hold on. You will build a bridge, You will pull through, just hold on. 😊" 03/07/15 2."It's not about regrets, it's about looking ahead." 04/07/15 3."We are not mind-blowing beautiful, we are subtle- we take your breath away a bit at a time. We may not be vivid in your memories , but we will forever linger in your mind, calling you out. We aren't a vacation destination , we are 'Home'." ~on comparing the beauty of bhutan with splendour of other places. 04/07/15 4."Its always been this way. Feeling out of place is a feeling that keeps me in place." 07/07/15 5."Worrying doesn't make anything right, it just makes everything more difficult." wee hours of 10/07/15 6."It's amazing how people want their opinions respected while insulting the opinions of other people." 12/07/15 7."You cannot wake up from reality."

I have a question, when a girl/woman is catcalled in the street, with so many witnesses, why does no one raise their voice against it? We know catcalling is wrong (or I hope most do) and we wouldn't want to be in her position (as a male or a female) and we wouldn't want our sisters, mother or our friends ( your girlfriend) to be in that situation. We can see how humiliating it is, how degrading. So why does no one object to it. Why can't a crowd 100 shut 1 person? why do we ignore? Or is it justified, because her skirt was just a bit high from her knees, or her top tight over her bossom, or she had more than one piercing on her ears or piercing elsewhere, or because she was wearing make-up, or because she was wearing tight jeans or most important of all because she wasn't doing any of the above? It's not that the whole world is bad, it's the silence of good people that's scary.

These days, sometimes when I speak, I lose track of what I was saying, or where I was going with it. Even when I am day-dreaming, I forget where I had started or how I got there. I don't think I have ever been this distracted. Inside my head, it's such a big mess. My room's never been cleaner , my table better arranged, and my bed, you won't believe this, is always made these days. But my head, i believe I haven't felt this lost in ages. I had adopted Scarlet O'hara's philosophy, " I won't think about it today, I will think about it tomorrow, tomorrow is another day" But these days, I am made to think of this unpleasant task every passing second. Even when am eating, I am thinking about all the pile of notes and texts waiting to be read. The more I think, the lesser I can do. The more I worry, the more incompetent I become to complete the task set ahead. And with increasing thoughts, the lesser the space in my brain for knowledge. I