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Stillborn by Sylvia Plath

These poems do not live: it's a sad diagnosis.
They grew their toes and fingers well enough,
Their little foreheads bulged with concentration.
If they missed out on walking about like people
It wasn't for any lack of mother-love.

O I cannot explain what happened to them!
They are proper in shape and number and every part.
They sit so nicely in the pickling fluid!
They smile and smile and smile at me.
And still the lungs won't fill and the heart won't start.

They are not pigs, they are not even fish,
Though they have a piggy and a fishy air --
It would be better if they were alive, and that's what they were.
But they are dead, and their mother near dead with distraction,
And they stupidly stare and do not speak of her.

-Sylvia Plath

Was it easy?

There’s a lot of questions I could ask you to determine why all of this, all of us went downhill. Because we started off happy and it had the makings of Perfect and in my mind I was framing up the Happily-ever-after. You looked happy too, through it all but today, you are no more the person I can talk to like we used to. Forget the 3 am conversations; today, conversations in the broad daylight seem darker than ever. I just want to know if this downhill route is easy after all, was it easy?

Was it easy to stop constantly replying like you used to? Minute after minute, word by word. How we had to talk about everything, and an hour apart seemed like ages. How did that just stop?

Was it easy?

Was it easy to just stop acknowledging me when clearly I was around and you were around. You used to think about me all day, and now maybe you don’t. At least you pretend not to.

Was it easy?

Was it easy to stop talking about movies and shows and trolls and all those private jokes. Because they are clear as crystal in my head but approaching them is just hazy. Did that humor just die when we got here?

Was it easy?

Was it easy to just block me out and start hanging out with new people? Enter new friend circles and make new mistakes without me telling you to take care.

Was it easy?

Was it easy to fall for someone else? To tell me about it, to make sure that I knew I didn’t matter and that I wasn’t what I think I was all along.  To show people their place is an interesting thing to do.

Was it easy?

Was it easy to leave without a mutual understanding and concluding the whole debacle for once and all? Never rob someone of knowledge, they said. But that’s exactly where we are. We always said honesty was your specialty and that you were different from the rest. You broke your word.

Was it easy?

Was it easy to actually lose me than us doing something about it? Was it not worth it at all because you claimed it was important and that I was important? You said we would know each other forever. So maybe you should have done something about it. But, you didn’t.

Was it easy?

After all this time, I just want to know…

Was it easy.

Disclaimer: Resemblance to any person, living or dead is purely co-incidental. Most of the readers will connect to this literary piece. It is purely fictional and not targeted to any particular person or object. It has almost nothing to do with the writer’s personal life.

Diary of The Unaccepting

‘Unaccepting’ is not a legit word, but it is the closest explanation of my existence as an entity.

Who is ‘The Unaccepting’?

Unaccepting is someone who sees what other people can’t. He looks beyond words, he belives the unbelievable, has endless faith on something that does not even exist. He fails to understand that nobility is rare, and truth rarer.

He is a criminal, hope is his crime.

Unaccepting is someone who is very low on Self-esteem. There are people out there who starve of faith and here he is overdosing on it. He believes everyone but him. He relies on everyone but him.

Unaccepting is someone who is Negligent. He neglects the fact that you don’t love him, anymore. He insists on seeing the good in you. He still wants it to work out.

Unaccepting is someone who is Damaged. He has been hurt over and over again. He still believes that there is some good left in this bad world. He still hopes that you will love him back. He hopes that he is ‘different’.

Unaccepting is someone who is Selfish. He fails to love someone who is immensely in love with him. He loves someone who shall never really be his. He loves challenge. He loves the wrong people, befriends the good.

Unaccepting is someone who is ‘Unaccepting’. He will just not accept that this is over. He will never stop believing in you, he shall still look for your silver lining. You tell him bluntly, rudely, hurtfully; but he will still not stop believing.

Unaccepting is someone. Unaccepting is me.


 

Dear Unaccepting,
Please accept it. Give up.
Yours reluctantly,                                                                          Future someone.

Famous Is My Middlename

Here I am, with Famous in my name and ambition in my mane. Like Hello? Obvioulsy I want to be celebrity. Thank You Daily Prompts, I am going to be a celebrity for 350 words.

If I could be a Celebrity for a day I would be:

Morgan Freeman: because after all, who doesn’t want a voice that could shake your ground and could compel you to believe in almost anything, noble. He has the power to avert anything and everything, he is Lord Almighty. Imagine having a voice that could unite Humankind. (Honestly, I will just sit and say ‘Eeesy Peesy lemon squeezy’ in his voice and laugh at myself).

Jennifer Lawrence: JLaw because I want to have the courage to trip over my silly gown on the ‘Oscar’ Stage at the greatest moment of my life and joke about it. I would want to be a Fat successful lady.

Hillary Clinton: because Come On, I am secretary of the State. *smirk* I kicked Infidelity’s arse.

Meryl Streep: Iron lady on and off screen, I would promote Feminism day long and make it like the international agenda of every organisation that exists.

Narendra Modi: I would just fulfill my promises I made to the people of India. (Remind me to change my slogan for the next elections).

J.K Rowling: I would just write another Harry Potter Novel. (Okay. I am going to accept it, this is a selfish one here).

Robert Downey Jr: Because I am a ‘Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.’ (Did I mention I am Sherlock, too?)

Ban Ki-Moon: I would get the UN to function PROPERLY. (Get rid of that Veto, Psst.)

Most of all, if I were a celebrity I would be a good one. No scandals, affairs, fraud, addict, controversy, fake jobs or excessive riches.  I would use my resources to do good; To inspire people to do better. I would make the world a better place.

Guess what? I still can, even if I am not a celebrity.

Just the plain old me, with the plain old you. Common girl on a mission. 🙂

Instant Celebrity