You make me feel like I'm on top of the world; Like it's all lying at my feet. Yet you humble me in ways I did not know, Give me joy every time we meet. But I don't believe you. When you say you love me, I wait for it to end; I wait for the day you will stop. But I don't believe you. When you say it's forever, I wait for it to end; For the forever to become never. But I don't believe you. When you tell me you see a future with me, I wait for it to end; For you to realize it's

There is a graveyard right beside Chinchpokli station, on the way from my college to my home every day. I see it through the bars of my train window, and I am fascinated by its beauty. Full of white marble tombstones, a massive tree spreading its boughs around and a dome full of secrets in the center. Perhaps it is my design aesthetic that prompts this observation, but massive old trees and graveyards go hand in hand. There is something to be said about nature reaching out to

While Science has taken huge leaps and bounds in time and technology, it has still not set its priorities straight. I will maintain that the need of the hour is a teleportation machine, however, all I want right here, right now, is a huge red button to stop life for a few moments. Just to gather my thoughts. Maybe God can start working on that, huh? Doesn't it ever feel like you have wayyyy too much going on to even have time to take a breath? Like you are running on a treadm