BluePencilSharpner

Had something on my mind that has been there for a long time, but just occured to me. Sub-consciously I have been thinking about the things that has happened with me a long time ago. That happens with everyone now and then, its just like counting the infinite collection of stars. Sometimes you just miss a one or a two and you end up messing the whole counting. I just thought of it, here counting stars is a metaphor for living. Missing the stars are the mistakes we make in our past. Just like we messed up the counting.  How this little part of our life affects us on such a large scale. And how when you get back to that staircase you find your way back to those memories. All the mistakes you have made in the past and the people who got affected by those mistakes. Most of those memories keeps poking you all the way to the ultimate end. When all you want is either, a way to live them all over again or never again. "Somethings should be left the way they ar...

Everything was pitch black. Even the tiny little ray of light couldn't enter here. Should I be scared. But why? Suddenly something occurred to me. The light only exist because of the existence of the darkness. The darkness is what gives life meaning. It has been us who have decided that Light is good and Darkness is bad. It has been put into our thick heads from generations. And as soon as it hit me, my whole perspective was changed. Suddenly I start to like the only dark room in my house. It makes me feel powerful. Because even though I'm in here there is something inside me that glows and shows me the way inside and outside the room. The darkness is not that bad, it is as innocent as the light, but also a lot different. Because it stays where it is, and take a step back where light enters. It crawls back to it's cave where it can rest.  As the door opens, the light meets the dark. As if they have made peace with eachother, they understand each...

A place which is really far from you  Where another life lives,   Where I try to focus on what I have   Rather than what i miss.  A place fill with everything but you,  where our memory lives,  I dream of a seperate future here  Sitting in that garden  And giving you a kiss  I know that day is yet to come,  And my future will be filled with your bliss.  Where I try to focus on what I have,   Rather than what I miss.  -Shantanu Singh Link to Instagram Post