“Explore me”, you said and I collected my ropes, flasks, and maps expecting to be back home soon. I dropped into the mass of you and I cannot find the way out. Sometimes I think I’m free, coughed up like Jonah from the whale, but then I turn a corner and recognize myself again. Myself in your skin, myself lodged in your bones, myself floating in the cavities that decorate every surgeon’s wall. That is how I know you. You are what I know.
Jeanette Winterson (via rarararambles)
(via paperstargirl)
Miracle in Blue
When victory or defeat in sports leads to tears, you know you have been emotionally drained. Today was one such day. Since I woke up at 7.30, I had only one thought in my head: Will they or will they not?. The answer, after 9 hours of torturous wait, was one that thrust me into a state of ecstasy. Chelsea beat Barcelona. David had finally beaten Goliath. The ebb and flow of those 2 hours of football was nothing less than a roller-coaster ride.
This day will live in my memory for ages and beyond. I’ve always loved an underdog. And when the underdog is your favorite team, and has caused a great upset, the connection between you and your team evolves to something beyond mere fandom. A poignant affection, which caused you to fall in love with the club in the first place, resurfaces. It’s a glorious feeling when your emotional investment is thoroughly rewarded. Here’s hoping for many more such days!
My Random Musings: Mirror Mirror
The moon was exceptionally bright that night. I remember staring at it, I had never seen anything like it before. It fascinated and terrified me. To simply put it, the moon was huge. It looked epic. As if something major was going to happen. Then, just like that, it happened.
I looked around,…
My first post
Ah! I am finally here on Tumblr.






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