Saturday, August 20, 2016

Change the market

Wisdom can be found in the most unexpected places. I remember reading a print ad for Arvind denim. They had created a new kind of denim - ring denim. At the time, there were no takers for it in the local market, so they started exporting  it and it was a resounding success. Their ad read, "don't change your product, change your market".

I believe relationships are the same. We try to keep changing ourselves to suit the needs and desires of the ones we love, in the hope that our feelings be reciprocated or in the hope that changing ourselves will make people like or love us. I'm sure there is somebody out there who loves us exactly for what we are, and that is what we should look for - don't change the product, change the market

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Chocolate

Their love was like his favourite chocolate - dark and bittersweet. The taste lingered long after it was over. #mystory #chocolate

Saturday, April 23, 2016

#mystory

I'm unwell, he'd say. He couldn't reveal his bleary eyes were due to staring at his phone all night, waiting for the tick marks to turn blue #mystory

He spent his life wandering, looking to rescue his princess. When he found her he realized the dragon he had to slay was himself #mystory

"How can I let my demons go?
They held me when nobody would" #mystory

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

The thief

When he met her, she stole his heart
When she left, she took his smile
#instantfiction

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Of all the mistakes he made, falling in love was by far the worst ... and the only one he didn't regret

Monday, January 4, 2016

Consistent behavior, of any nature, eventually gets taken for granted, loses all value, and ceases to matter

Saturday, December 19, 2015

Lost forever

A bud appears, blooms and blossoms with time, withers and fades away. Such is the law of nature. Once in an unfortunate while, a dark wind blows, and a fragile, fragrant rosebud vanishes, uprooting the lives of many -  crushing hopes, destroying dreams, shattering hearts ... leaving behind a soul consuming void.

It is perhaps life's cruelest irony that it takes an irreplaceable loss for us to value what we already have - everything we take for granted