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Sigh.
It's the 16th of Jan today.
It's been about 6 years since we parted and saw each other. 
We moved away, from the bad memories, the bad company, and away from the house we had rented together.
We parted ways, away from each other.
Sometimes the memories do tend to catch up, but life kept us busy, and on the run.
We hardly have time for ourselves nowadays

We've grown, inside out, as a person, a citizen, as a friend, as a lover.

We shifted areas and cities and we both, kept track of each other by all social media means, never acknowledged them though...
We've gone par oceans too for the sake of business and work...

But today, after so long, I've met him, being seated on the local bus, going to the bus station...
I in haste grabbed my scarf around my face...
Wanting to be hidden, I slyly look through the translucent lace across my face...

Our buses started to move in parallel...
I looked at him for one last time.
Took a resolve to never think about him, till the last breath.

I smile.
Sigh.

Time changes. Everything, Everyone.

R.K
27.02.19

Stop, please. Stay.

Stay. I want them to stay. If even its for a little while longer, just a moment longer maybe, but I want them to stay. I do want them to stay forever in my life but everyone comes and everyone goes.

I guess its because everyone has a time to make an entry into our lives and the time comes for them to leave, they must do so.
It breaks me, most of the times.

Today, my sister woke up before me and made sure I get ready for office. She wanted me to leave a little later because I used to leave 15 minutes prior to my actual departure time, and I did leave today 15 minutes later than my usual time giving me the exact amount of time needed for mg travel to my new office.

I am seated on my bus, on my way to work as I type this in my word doc I have on my phone and remembered that moment in time. How funny it was that my sister wanted me to leave late and apparently things happened such that I did leave a little later than when I was supposed to.

When I was a child (like child kinda child, not adult-child; i was literally 10 years old or something) I used to sit on the floor with my crossed legs capturing my Dads’ legs telling him to not go to office. I was a child then, but somewhere I was afraid too I think. People whom I love, leave. Always.

And it hurts, and I want that to stop, but it ain’t gonna stop soon.

I just want them to stay, even if its for a little while longer.. I do want them to stay. If I could I’d probably hide them away from the mean world that is out there to get them.

I guess I am being a little selfish huh? Or maybe if you look at it from my lens you’d just understand that I am looking for ways to not be alone again to not be left out again, to be included in fun activities normal people do and pretend that I love staying at home while the wanderlusty version of me wants to dress up for dates or gear up for a hike or try a new restaurant.

I have become much a Homebody whilst no one knows  who much I yearn to be around with people, doing fun things, getting to know each other and their thoughts and their perspectives on things that matter like Life, After Life, Space, Evolution, Advancements in tech and so on and so forth.

Maybe I just wanna get rid of this lonely feeling I feel once in a while.
I do not know that yet for sure though.

Anyways, till the next time
Be awesome
And don't forget to smile

Your partly lonely writer
R.K.
24.06.2020
11.40 hrs IST

The Sky and Me

I am wearing sky colors today. A bit of blue
 A bit of grey and a bit of both...

I wore this attire to celebrate sadness that wanted to get out of me but the moment I stepped out, the wind hit my face, I reach the epoch of sadness right then. 

I ran, ran as fast as I could, and halted for a while.
The sadness melted away from my eyes and I resumed my walk, a normal, quiet walk. 

I could feel the sky.
It's not sad completely
It's not calm completely either

Its a bit of both, accompanied with a dash of alone.

And that's when I understood, the prime truth, hidden in plain sight...

Being alone doesn't mean being lonely.

But sometimes, the sky is sad too. 
Even like right now, it's crying. Sometimes I think the sky is pouring its love trying to drench us all and I'm game for it but other times exist where I think, believe that the Sky Cries For Someone.

I don't know who, or why, but I feel like my friend is sad and the sky cries to let their sadness go away, for the sadness to come up to me and tell me to take care of my friend.

And sometimes, I feel like the Sky cries for my sadness, instead of me. But it's not like it's not been shining for me and my happiness or it's not like it plays with me like my moods play with my emotions.

I think Sky and Me have a thing...😋

I THINK THE UNIVERSE AND I HAVE A THING... 😉🙃

Until later My Dear Reader,

Your Writer cum Ranter
Radha

R.K.
21.58
20.06.2020

BlogList: A list of Blogs we can read!

Hello!

Do you like to read blogs? I like to read blogs!


I don't know how many people even like to read blogs in this era and especially if they are personal blogs. I like to read personal blogs - I find them as an interesting gateway to look at someone's life and get hit by a perspective or two.

If you like to read blogs, then you would certainly feel lucky that you've stumbled upon this blog post because I am making a list of my friends who blog along with their blog site address.
Disclaimer: The order of the bloggers and their links are listed randomly, and I have no favouritism here. All are my fave!

1. Bodhisatwa Dasgupta

A Founder, A Father, and a professional goofball. He loves food - to cook and to eat! He is one of the coolest Dads I have ever met on Instagram and his words can make you feel, mostly. (Always actually, the words hit your soul like a baseball hit your head!)
He has a daughter, whom he calls "delightful goofball", "Little Monkey" and may other things I am not typing because the list goes quite long and I did not take the time to research. With Love, as a father and as a friend, she calls her Mimi. I don't know her full name btw.
    But what I do know is that he writes letters to his daughter, and they are adorable. I am happy for Mimi for she has a father to tell her stories and give her reminders even in his absence.

The letters, I read with due permission were something that made me feel,
For a moment I realized there are so many things we must remind ourselves and pass on to our progeny/future generations. They were letters from a father to a daughter and I so wish my dad would've said something. I am so glad Mimi has her Baba. 

Follow the blog on http://www.whilemimisleeps.com/

Also, you can follow Bodhisatwa Dasgupta on Instagram at @bodhisays.

2. Ajith Thomas

23|Charming|Intersting
That's my perspective
My mom will flip if she gets to know that I find guys of my
peer group "interesting", and have an affinity to the slightest.
Why? Protective Brown Mom That's why!

He claims himself in 3 words to be:
Impulsive|Funny|Overthinking

(I am not going to argue on that.. 😋)

That would be him in 3 words either way I guess, but he is a lot more than what meets the eye
A genuine human with wit and puns, 
Always ready for some adventure and fun.
Dedicated and True; quiet a Romantic too.
You can wish him Happy Birthday on October 1st
But make sure, no matter what you do, don't break his trust

I met this human person on a Saturday at 4.05 pm, while I was expecting someone else, to be honest. Amma said to let him in. I thought he was to be let in into our house, we welcomed him into our lives too. He gets to join us for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and that's after his work is over, whenever it gets over. 

He writes, not so often. Interesting articles? His blog is the option! 
His work can be found at https://carpedeimguys.blogspot.com/

P.S. I may have judged you too quickly without looking into your very interesting Instagram posts! 😂😂😂😋
Sorry? 😟
And since you asked, Me in 3 words: Crazy|Emotional|Melophile
(I had to say these after a thorough thought! I can confirm, it's all true)


3. Guru Sharan 

Former classmate and now an awesome mathematician, Guru Sharan has done the impossible of my dreams come true - He pursued, of all the things in the world - MSc Mathematics, University of Hyderabad.

I still remember when I joined the school and was a new student I was difficult to open up to and we in 7th grade were transitioning to becoming seniors of our school, handling life and schooling and grades, and the peer pressure to perform better. He was fond of Math as a child was in a butterfly garden. That is the closest metaphor I can give, I think. 

Once, during a Unit Test, we all scored average, he scored more than me, and yet he was weeping like a child who lost their favourite toy. It was that day, I realized the love and dedication he has for the subject, and through the next 3 years we spent our schooling together, I have seen him grow to be a great mathematician. He was the mathematician in our class. On top of the subject and ready to teach stupid people like me. 

I still cannot believe he did MSc Maths though!😄

His blog is filled with math facts and I find it informative. I hope you find it amusing and enlightening too. Find his blog on https://gurusharansays.wordpress.com/

4. Divya. R

Divya is only her name, but she is an experience yet to be discovered, in my opinion.
She is full of life and love, to humans, and even more to the environment. Her interest in our mother nature was nurtured within her ever since she was 17. Empathetic, Kind, Funny, and Reliable, I am so blessed to have her in my life.

I met her through a mutual friend. I can still remember the day and it was fun because it was hard to open up in front of my classmates but this gang, they had, from CBZ was one of a kind and I was like a black sheep there, being the only one with Biotechnology and not Zoology.
Heck! We neither shared classrooms for classes nor the same teachers. We all connected so much that by the end of the 3 years, we almost became a family! 

She has the same Zodiac as mine, Cancer. Can you believe it? I found it hard at first, factually speaking... but I guess, that made us connect without much effort. It was so easy to understand her and her emotions because we are both alike! :-) 💕⚘

She writes, and she is one of the most crucial people who made me curious about writing, and thus I started. Her writing style of prose makes me feel, in my gut, and my heart. Such beautiful words and the sensation you are left with after you read her stuff is almost drug-like.
I find her work ama-ziinnggg! I hope you like it too! 
You can find her stunning blog at https://cancerinstardust.blogspot.com/

5. Arjun Baburajan

A Doctor by the mind and a Writer at the heart. He is a poet with a typewriter, in the era of digital content and I am forever in awe at him for that. 
He is an artist and Art. 
I am blessed to have known him. 
Subscribe to his writings, you can seek at https://wulfbiscuits.substack.com/

6. Vidyadhar Sharma
 
What can I say about my senior from high school? It's funny when I think about it to introduce him as my senior, because we hardly ever talked to each other at school! We were as good as absolute strangers! 😋 
We came to contact, for the first time, in 2015 I think... there was a Bookshare challenge that said, "Give 6 books, get 36 in return" I shall share more details of my MiniMeAdventures later.
Also, when I say ".. came in contact.." I mean to imply the fact that it was the first time in our lives we spoke to each other for above 2 minutes straight! 

Now, this Human, here, is a rare soul; one gets to meet and have in their lives if they are all fortunate enough and I am one of them. I have been fortunate enough to meet, and know and get inspired by him, ever since I was in 8th grade. 

I know, I know; that's the age people get crushes, but in him, I found an idol, to look up to!
And in fact, I still do; I ask him for advice and guidance whenever I feel stuck with something.
I feel so blessed sometimes! 😇

He is currently, the founder of Speckbit, ( https://www.speckbit.com/ ), and his team is dedicated as much as he is. I know that, because, I just do! XP

He writes, stuff, like words, and phrases and his thoughts and his opinions.
Poems are what he pens, 
Poetry is what it becomes!

Such. Beautiful. Writings! You can follow him on Insta and on Twitter under the username @justvidyadhar 

His writings are mostly about Life and are scattered throughout those 2 platforms, mainly, and the extras you plausibly miss out on can be available at http://www.vidyadhar.xyz/  
He pens articles on the Speckbit blog too, you can find that at https://www.speckbit.com/blog 

7. Kavya 

She has been my buddy ever since 7th grade! An ally, and a secret keeper. We have shared our deepest secrets and traumas to each other ever so freely and oh, the number of inside jokes within us! XD
She is a fashionista at heart, who enrolled in B.tech Biotechnology - A course as same as mine with a technical perspective! 
Her blog speaks of Food, Health, and Modern Day issues.


So, these are the 7 bloggers and writers I can present to you.
If you have anything to share, feel free to do so in the comments section!

I hope you enjoy your reading! :)

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