My Mother, my Brother, my Sister, Music, Films and Grass are The Tree of My Life.
Mind blown in under three minutes.
The Pavement. If ever there was an instant masterpiece then this must be it. Oh, the sheer intensity, the inescapable gravity of a regret filled reminiscence that lacerates thy conscience like a thousand shards of glass wouldn't; Oh, the show stopping slow motion cinematography, the eye-catching close-up shot framing, the bleak yet dazzling production design; the sagacious choice of words/phrases that are utterly elemental for the misleading and thereby all the more gripping narration,…
Why do the stunts look real? Because they are real!
I have a treadmill in my room. I don't remember the last time that I got on it and had a good sweaty run. Last year, not only did I binge watch some of television's absolute best namely, The Breaking Bad, Dexter, The Sopranos, Sherlock and several others, but simultaneously had also indulged in some joyous albeit unmindful binge eating. This included irresistible midnight munching too, to appease the hunger…
My Mother was and is the most important part of my life. But, a year ago I fell in love with a girl. She loved me with all her heart. Then, she left me. My heart was broken, bleeding. I was blinded. Blinded from all the wonders of the world. I was losing touch with all the happiness around me. I felt severe guilt when I accidentally smiled. I thought it was fate, that such sufferance should befall me. I…