The most enduring motif of this blog is the expiration date. We all heed them. I know I don’t purchase my grocery without checking the expiration date. However, I realized everyone else in this world also comes with an expiration date... From expiration date of milk, to the expiration date of a hug.
I lived rough. With 1 week clock. Whether I am dating, living with someone, or even engaged, I start looking elsewhere around the 1 week line. (I know, you guys don't like me with these kinds of thoughts.... but if ogres are like onions, then so am I.)
Then suddenly she comes in my life.... we had all the love for each other that one heart could possibly hold. But she came with Expiration date as well. And why not, even Empires come with timestamp.
She was like genie. And this genie was way too big to put in the bottle. She loves her freedom way too much to let herself be confined.
ohh yaa, Freedom.... I warn you. Once you experience the freedom, you really can’t go back.
Staying alone v/s freedom is like Social drinker v/s an alcoholic. One knows what he is doing and the other doesn’t care what he is doing because he doesn't care.
I loved her like macaroni and cheese. But now, I don't care. I found my unique sense of happiness in my own unique place being my own unique self.
I lived rough. With 1 week clock. Whether I am dating, living with someone, or even engaged, I start looking elsewhere around the 1 week line. (I know, you guys don't like me with these kinds of thoughts.... but if ogres are like onions, then so am I.)
Then suddenly she comes in my life.... we had all the love for each other that one heart could possibly hold. But she came with Expiration date as well. And why not, even Empires come with timestamp.
She was like genie. And this genie was way too big to put in the bottle. She loves her freedom way too much to let herself be confined.
ohh yaa, Freedom.... I warn you. Once you experience the freedom, you really can’t go back.
Staying alone v/s freedom is like Social drinker v/s an alcoholic. One knows what he is doing and the other doesn’t care what he is doing because he doesn't care.
I loved her like macaroni and cheese. But now, I don't care. I found my unique sense of happiness in my own unique place being my own unique self.
- Nirnay
