Tag Archives: words

Sundowns of Summer

25 Jun

Even more excruciating than the summer heat was the wait for the dusks that took almost forever to come. For she desired nothing more than to experience the wave of silence that washed over the city as the sunk began to sink, to feel that time is after all, unstill and constantly changing.


Nice or Right?

26 Jun

They say if you don’t have anything nice to say, then don’t say anything at all. But I say, if you have something right to say even if it destroys more than it heals, then do not shut up till you have spoken your heart out. Screw being nice. Nothing will be achieved with silence – you will either remain silently miserable, or become even more pathetic to bear.

In The Words of Brown Women

15 May

“She’s so white – of course, she’s so pretty!”

” She’s kind of really dark, but she is really pretty!”

The “but” makes the difference. The “but” ruins the compliment. The “but” is what makes you question about the honesty in the speaker’s words.

Brown women sometimes do not even realize the things they say.

You Didn’t Have To

1 Jun

Sometimes, nothing burns more than the words you wish you could have said but didn’t, and having hopes of hearing something you never got to hear. And it all fades away into a pool of misunderstandings and bitter endings.

I really don’t want to live that way, but I guess I’m just destined to it anyways. Maybe I am reaching the point where I don’t even care about defending myself from any wrong assumptions that have been made about me.

I know what I feel but I will probably never do anything about it. I know in very tiny amounts, it is slowly eating me up from the inside, and I am starting to feel hollow. I am desperately trying to fill that up before I suddenly realize I am empty when I never should have been.

Nothing has been working. Or doesn’t work for longer periods of time. It’s highly irritating and I don’t like it at all. I have tried to figure out if everything said was honest, or if there was something I needed to read into.

But I’ve been told the world doesn’t work the way I think it does. So maybe everything I would like to believe, I should bet on the very opposite of it, and hence avoid disappointments that would result in me going to bed with huge amounts of ice cream.