When I woke up this morning, I vividly remember feeling the urge to just sit in bed all day and wallow away. I mean, that's the point of Sunday mornings, is it not? For an odd hour or so, I crept between the sheets, my mind was at a fleeting peace. Alas, I finally did …
Absurdity and Football.
A confrontation of irrationality and meaninglessness through the works of Camus, and attempting to find solace in football. If I were to tell you that Tuesday was my favorite day of the week, you'd think that I was insane, wouldn't you?
The night I finally understood Messi–sort of.
Humanity had just made its greatest discovery, but a certain man by the name of Lionel Messi was trending all around the world. As Wednesday, April 10, 2019 drew closer, my excitement for the day only kept getting greater by the minute. At 1830 hours IST, we were to see the first ever image of …
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Cosmos, football and emotion.
Imagine walking across the street, looking through your glasses. The dark blue sky, the unwavering clouds and the sheer satisfaction of watching the birds circle around in wild patterns. Sometimes, such serenity is the only thing one needs in his life. A poor day at work, a bad day at college, whatever it be. A …
A Spherical World.
The invention of the wheel was visionary for our race. It is fun to think about how man possibly came up with it. He probably looked atop of his cave. Maybe he thought about the large boulder that he could see. Since he could only see one dimension …
Infinitesimal lives.
We live our busy lives often forgetting the basic postulates that exist, ignoring the ethereal, indulged in our own little world. We seldom find ourselves taking a pause from the monotonous lifestyle the twenty first century has trapped us in. This era presents us a conundrum that has different answers, varying from one’s perspective. It …
Monotony.
I wake up every single morning, with the sun glaring at my distressed face. As I slip through the blankets, run a brush through my teeth and pour some cereal into my bowl of milk, I realize I’ve run out. I have plenty of milk, but not enough cereal. Every …

