Misfit ?

“Misfit”.

For the zillionth time, someone pasted that label on me!

Ten years ago and I would have said that the statement was unjustifiably judgemental...today it’s more than a cliché!

The world belongs to “the normal”, “the obvious”, “the usual” and “the politically correct”. Unfortunately I haven’t always done the right thing!

My birth certificate classifies me a Homo sapien(Human)...I doubt if I belong to this world! Hehe :P

Chintan over Chai...

The biscuit dissolved, leaving a body-less glob underneath the tea in my cup.

So did my thoughts.
Eventually, melting into a helpless smile, I wondered.

It would take just another spoonful of year to sip tea from the same blue cups I did as a child.

Hope!

“Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.”

Undeniably the above are a tangling of words beautiful for their own concise description and exactness.

But my unfettered mind still questions the extravagant adoration for hope.

Does being hopelessly hopeful really sound that hopeful?? For sometimes hope may be worse than hopelessness.