human nature · Personal · relationships · Uncategorized

When cliches rescue your love life.

Love hurts… That’s the only time I’ll be using a cliche here. Love has become more complicated today. Why? Have we forgotten that loving someone means loving their flaws and virtues equally? Whoops, did it again. No more cliches. By loving someone you’re taking a chance that they might end up hurting you… Ugh…These cliches need to stop.

The truth is that when I’m writing about love, cliches are going to pop up. No matter how hard I try to avoid using them. The same way you will feel strongly again for someone if not already, no matter how damaged you are after your previous experience in a relationship. In case you’re happily in love, Kudos! People like you are an inspiration.

But again if you claim to be in a happy marriage/relationship how do you know that it’s all true? Why do I ask? Perhaps an example will explain my question better. Through a friend I met the devil in all her glory! She’s married with a kid, a loving husband and in-laws. What’s the catch? Her husband has no idea of the number of guys she’s screwing behind his back. According to her backstory she was a dove until she got married. Post marriage she claims to be “exploring” her wild side. So is it fair of me to imply she’s a terrible person?Absolutely not. Does her husband or in-laws have the slightest idea? Absolutely not.

I also know a couple who have been happily married for nearly 30 years. Even if a complete stranger spends a little time with this couple, he/she would side more towards my claim. You can inexplicably feel those strange content vibes in the company of such people and vibes don’t lie. What’s their secret? I don’t wanna know. Yes there may be things in the details of a happy marriage that would rear its ugly head and shatter the beliefs of a naive mind. All I know is that they have had their share of ups and downs and they made it.

Isn’t this nice? Hope and despair dancing in our mental spaces. There can’t be one without the other. So what is the point I am trying to make in such amateurish writing? Well as a survivor of 3 failed relationships, 2 episodes of unrequited love, (and definitely not in the position to give a pravachan on lasting relationships) I would say stick to the cliches. Whatever cliches you relate to, stick to them. Ignore those idiots who call you cheesy/lame/emotional nut etc. I’m sure they have unresolved issues in kilos.

Blessed with conveniences of today’s age, the number of ways that we can fuck up our relationships have increased exponentially. We’re one episode/song/movie/text away from thinking that our love lives should be in a particular way. Bollywood has ruined many relationships by promoting stalking and ‘ladki ka na matlab haa’. Whereas on the opposite side television shows from the west discourage people to get attached to another human being. Both of these side use cliches to reinforce their points, why not use their cliches as a measure to normalise our thoughts or reactions to a particular event?

Accept that loving any animal (including humans) is an incredibly tedious and selfless task.  A romance wala relationship will go through hardships and in such times use those pathetic cliches. When you’re at that particular life changing moment where you could fuck it all up, dilute that peg of over-reaction with some nice cubes of cliches. It may save you from a hell of a hangover. Side effects? You may call yourself cheesy later.



human nature · short stories · the working class

Now you know why God is pissed at you.

There have been many lectures, social media posts etc. on the concept of happiness and what it means.

I’m not writing this because I have figured that sh*t out but have made a rather obvious yet interesting observation. No matter what goals we complete or a wish that gets fulfilled, we dwell in it for a moment, hour or day and then our mind focuses on things we don’t have or in other words, look for Unhappiness.

I present to you this example, see if you could relate to it-

On a may afternoon I was waiting at the bus stop. I had no idea when the next bus would come as the frequency of the buses were quite erratic. I was just hoping that the bus arrives. The heat was unbearable. After 10-15 minutes the bus arrived. I boarded the bus. A moment of happiness. The next moment, I was looking for a place to sit. The bus was full. My mind started to complain and curse. I started hoping for a seat. Please God. What do you know? A seat vacates. I jump on it. A moment of relief. Then, I notice the harsh sun is on my side, toasting my nipples. My mind again started with the complaining and curses. Notice the pattern? I started freaking praying for the SUN to move over to the other side.

I’m fairly confident that you have been in many situations like this, but maybe have failed to notice it. I have no antidote to this ill-working of the human mind. I’m just pointing out how f*cked is the human mind. Or just my mind.

No wonder God is so pissed at us.

P.S. Read ‘The Subtle art of not giving a F*ck’ by Mark Manson and ‘7 Habits of highly effective people’ by Stephen Covey if you’re looking for some mental clarity on life and its challenges.

funny · human nature · short stories


A meeting between Marvin Nate and a Martian who’s just been on our terra for a couple of hours.


M – Greetings, man.


MN – Hey there, you don’t look scary at all.


M – What is scary? ‘Apolome’, I’m still learning the ‘jinglish’ langua and why would you think I am scary??


MN – Scary means (hand signals pouncing) Dangerous.


M – I am shappy. So I saw a square (hand signals square) shape thing appeared to be covered by this ground fragments that we are standing on, being eaten by a human, what is that?


MN – That’s toast. Toast is bread. It is made brown by heating.


M – What is bread and why is it made into ‘ Taast’


MN – ‘Toast’, bread is food (hand signals eating) which we humans make to eat. Bread is simple. Toast is more fulfilling. (Hand signals stomach)


M – Fulfilling hoe?


MN – Toast is crunchy, apply butter to a hot toast and it is a much more fulfilling bite than plain bread. Butter is another food product we make.


M – Oh! , An innovative species you are! Toast is interesting, a way of making food gonsumption a richer experience!


MN – Of course… or a way of disposal…


M – What?


MN – I had disposed some pieces of stale bread by toasting them and feeding them to my irritating cousins.


M – I don’t understand…


MN – Never mind, here come my cousins.


MN – Never mind, here come my cousins.