The Abditory Blog

I have been dating somebody for the past week. We both are garrulous (Talkative) and romanticly cheesy. He has been in amatory relationships before. I am very heuristic, jocular and limpid. I have always wanted to be a businesswoman, to be virago, to be independent and to never be in a relationship, because I want to be tameless. He is a  hopeless romantic and wants a very cute relationship. Somewhere deep inside I have also always wanted something like that. But, I feel he is being noxiously manipulative. To describe this person there are literally two sides to it, one side where he says he wants to marry me, I know it's difficult to find a guy who wants to commit which is a dream for most girls but not me. He tells me how other guys are really not nice and trying to convince me to be in a relationship with him, telling me I am really short and that he hasn't ever liked a short girl.On the other side,  He smokes up and drinks and drives rashly, not every time but pretty occa...

27/01/2018 Saturday The third year of college, in the student council at a post everybody expected me to be. Did I really not deserve it. I would only plan things and not execute them. I realize today that in most parts of the year I was so busy complaining about the things that were going wrong, that I did not do my own job. The job that I dreamed of organizing from the first year of my college. While I was thinking about it I felt awfully bad. Awfully hurt, to accept that it is my fault. My term's coming to an end. There's really nothing I can really change now. I didn't go along with my fellow teammates, they tried to make me understand, I guess I was too in my head to really listen and understand. I guess I was wrong. Today, the only thing I take back is the willingness to accept it is my fault, To try harder not to complain and to make the best out of everything. I have never been in my shell so much as I am today. I don't feel like going anywhere, don't ...

Ataraxia- A state of freedom from emotional disturbance and anxiety. My mind is abyssopelagic (Like the depth of the sea). Travelling back by the local train from the internship, I happened to see this stunning girl. I couldn't take my eyes off her.  I was listening to music calming, and the gentle breeze from the train kept pushing my hair behind. I was swaying with the movement of the train, I felt so light so hygge (an absence of anything annoying, taking pleasure from the presence of gentle and soothing things). She stepped into the train in a stop, she was selling coriander. I saw her between the crowd, she was standing there next to the doors. She was dark, her colour chosen from the most beautiful palette, her features sharp, her face cut like it had been carved to perfection, she wore a yellow blouse and her blue saree folded and tucked into the pleats. She was Kalon. ( Beauty that was more than just skin deep). I had just known her for 5 minutes, the time came that I ste...