Tags always make me think… about myself.. so here goes.
I am: trying to catch up with my thoughts.
I think: I need a focus.
I know: nobody really cares.
I want: a bookshop, a bit of sky.. in front of the sea and wifi–all together.
I have: been known to make people fight.. for my entertainment.
I wish: I knew what to wish for.
I hate: indifference and cruelty.
I miss: my childhood; I’ve realised most of my choices were inherently made then.
I fear: dying after my loved ones; becoming a vegetable.
I feel: older than I am.
I hear: the incessant rain right now.
I smell: do I? I hope not.
I crave: potato chips, good coffee and cigarettes.
I search: for the perfect job.
I wonder: why all ‘what ifs’ are not answered. Life should be a book with multiple endings so that we know how things would turn out one way or the other.
I regret: not saying how I feel, at the time I feel it, to the person who makes me feel.
I love: chocolate, old photographs, freshly-washed treetops glimmering in sunlight, old T-shirts, expressive eyes.
I ache: for someone next to me.
I care: more than I want to show.
I am not: as strong as I like people to believe.
I believe: in the power of prayer and faith.
I dance: only when alone and helps if I am drunk.
I sing: only if I have a earworm.
I cry: only when I can’t help not crying anymore.
I don’t always: be true to what I say.
I fight: with the wrong people.
I write: only to vent.
I win: and I usually don’t know it.
I lose: often.
I never: say never anymore.
I always: rely on my memory which is kickass.
I confuse: fashion designers and PR people.
I listen: to Akaashvani news.
I can usually be found: trying hard to be a wallflower.
I am scared: of mind games and selfish friends.
I am happy about: small things.
I imagine: the world will get worse before it starts to get better.