“When a small child, I thought that success spelled happiness. I was wrong, happiness is like a butterfly which appears and delights us for one brief moment, but soon flits away.” -Anna Pavlova It peeks at us from around the corner. Smiling invitingly. Singing the siren’s song to mesmerize us. And as we rush towards […]
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The Elusive Beast Called Happiness
Posted: 11th April 2015 by aseem.ace in ThoughtsTags: beast, dance, declare, desert, elusive, happier, happiness, intention, jobs, love, luck, misunderstand, oasis, petrichor, positive, rainy, work
The Little and Big Joys of Life
Posted: 5th December 2014 by aseem.ace in ThoughtsTags: big, charity, child, coffee, dog, dream, existential, failure, father, happiness, happy, her, hungry, journey, joy, kindness, life, little, lost, love, music, nephew, petrichor, purpose, random, realize, road, smile, stranger, wanderer
The smile from a random stranger in return to a genuine smile from you. Conversations with strangers in a language you don’t even understand but the kindness and warmth of that conversation beams a universal message of good will. Finding the one when you weren’t even looking. In the process finding the questions to your […]
Her
Posted: 4th November 2014 by aseem.ace in ThoughtsTags: adrift, ambitions, child, corporate, depressed, direction, existence, heaven, her, him, hope, indecision, lonely, nothing, parent, petrichor, purpose, Rain, sea, smiles, sociopath, soil, something, song, the one, the woman, universe, whim
He was adrift in a sea of indecision. Life was a sinkhole and he was sinking further into the morass of a jaded existence. Lonely despite friends and sad despite the smiles. Directionless and vague ambitions and plans for the future. Existential crisis, quarter life crisis or whatever it may be termed he had diagnosed […]
Insanely Sane Musings
Posted: 1st August 2014 by aseem.ace in ThoughtsTags: alive, bondage, broke, dead, deafening, death, drown, fly, freedom, heaven, hell, insane, life, musings, petrichor, rains, sane, sorrow
The silence was deafening. The oppressive freedom and the desired bondage were equally attainable. The clock ticked to signify passage of time or perhaps at its whim, it was easy to determine which and everyone tried to not figure out what it was about but couldn’t remember what they were trying for in the last […]