Notes of an Overthinker

"What is happiness if not the true agreement between a man and the existence he leads" - Albert Camus As the evening air starts bearing a chill and the life in the streets gets covered in mist, as the sound of the clock ticking in the room grows louder every second and a distant howl breaks the continuity of time, I find myself retreating into a state of reclusion, wrapping my heart in the thick blanket of memories of a life lived. Good or bad, memories or hopes, it should not matter, as long as they keep my heart warm. I have come to believe that the closer you come to yourself, the more consciousness you gain about your being, the better understanding you possess of your social, economic and personal problems, you understand and relate to the whole of humanity in a better manner. This is when you realise that the mass of the world is the same everywhere dealing with the same issues, struggling with the same hassles, being harassed by the same establishment. And it mak...

“...It has been a beautiful fight. Still is.” ―  Charles Bukowski,  You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense For a long long time, I've been trying to open up this space on my laptop and keep hitting the keys until the characters turn into a passage that resonates the beating of a heart that is still alive. As romantic as it may sound, that's not how writing works. It demands efforts and time. It needs you to sit down and think about what you have to say and how you will say it. It wants you to fight the turmoil that is whirring inside you and write whatever escapes its vortex. Hence, this blogpost. Life is a constant struggle and I believe that this struggle is the greatest proof of being alive. If you are still breathing, you are alive and fighting. And fight you must, for the day we lay down and turn our backs on life shall be the day all meaning and purpose of our existence is lost. In a utopian world, there is no struggle but this is no Wonderland. You ...