Please find a good name yourself! Something like "Rife Life"

Copyright © WD, 2023 All rights reserved. Hi there, I hope you are doing a good job sitting somewhere trying to gel in and understand yourself and others around you. The world cries and tries to tell that “you” are “special”, “you” are “unique” and all other things, after all you came into this world after winning the race between an average of 175 million other potential “yous”. But no one tells us that it's 8 Billion people outside as well, fighting, running and probably killing each other for the exact same race that happened inside, “LIFE”. It's harsh how everyone always tries to defy and never let out the reality. So let's talk in some real sense as I could comprehend.  First thing being “Illusion”. A very finely and conveniently curated illusion of what we are, has been created generationally step by step, call it trends, call it generation gap or development, it's all illusion. Deep down in our skin and bones we are all the same that we were thousands of years ag...

  Copyright © WD, 2023 All rights reserved. Image credits to the right owner! Mind you it's about dating, making an informed decision on whom to spend time with, how to spend time and how often, quite mechanical, very artificial. Because love my friend is beyond understanding and above our comprehension on things that fall into the buckets of right and wrong. It isn’t love at first sight, that look when you were mesmerized by someone, I assume that was for someone else, someone you did not tell, or maybe simply rejected yourself on their behalf. Dating is just with someone you were trying to match with, because they looked, felt or talked like someone you knew before or someone you met before. Sometimes over a quick Bumble chat, or sometimes over a Tinder swipe or maybe rarely the chance encounter that might happen while on a journey to different destinations or over a classy glass of wine. The first encounter still has randomness, something that is not staged, because after it eve...

Copyright © WD, 2021 All rights reserved. 📸 wd_safespace P.S.: This click has waited for a long time in my gallery to be out finally, just like how the beautiful creeper must have struggled to out grow what humans ruined for it, making it a pretty place... Not long ago I was preparing hand gestures to sync with my poem recital in that red polka dot floral frock paired with ankle length boots and pinned up handkerchief in a proper triangle. Not long ago I was running with tiffin in my hands to catch that "always on time school bus". Not long ago my head was bobbing from one side to the other and I was drooling over my shoulders on the one I was sharing a seat with, that child next to my seat back from school. The memories are too fresh for the demarcation of past and present. They keep me fully occupied, not leaving a single room for the future… so anything that's next is foreign to me. And like any foreign particle entering the body, the future initiates a very strong de...

  Copyright © WD, 2021 All rights reserved. We live in a pretentious world, a world where fancy words are meant to deceive minds and find its way into creating the illusion of what one's mind would have wanted. Losing on the needs of the very own existence of that being. Having said something so complex with big words is just an example of how our world works. It starts early when we all are made to dream about newest toys in the market, a visit to Disneyland, when we watch the fairytales and see those magical creatures. Then a little after that when we are told about the halls of Harvard, Oxford or Massachusetts. Then they say to get a job like everyone else and strive for that, give proof of your hard work three times a week and still stay there burning under the questioning gaze of people since giving out results were not possible for you. Having a job in this time of societal turmoil, wars, pandemics is a chance not all get, but not being able to justify the chance given to you...

Copyright © WD, 2021 All rights reserved. All we do is wait. Every one of us is waiting for something or someone. For say, I am waiting for correct words to come into my mind that seems blocked. I have so many thoughts hatching in my little brain that it becomes hard to serve a platter with a perfect blend of tastes that could appeal to people who try it. The wait is all we can do. When it comes to this particular thing, everyone becomes powerless, helpless. Waiting is the only fight no one can help you in. All that another person can do is join you in waiting and stay with you. Imagine being in a toxic work environment where your superior is bossy and inconsiderate. You wait to be heard, you wait to stand against all that you have been through, you wait for that perfect moment when you can rebel and not get caught, and you wait to be able to run away the moment you get the chance. Imagine having a crush on that one person who caught your eyes among all the other million people you saw...