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The Candy Machine

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I always wondered how i still remember some seemingly very much simple details about my childhood. For instance this one, climbing on to my wits, squeezing out my last bits of self control to save a 2₹ coin from my pocket money and eagerly waiting for the school bell to ring. And that hasty run to a candy machine with a hand on my pocket so that the coin doesn't jump out . The candy machine shop was in a lane my mom always warned me to  never go to. And that is how i discovered my 'Pandora's box'.The lane was weird in a lot of ways with a way leading to an infamous haunted well blamed of eating up humans and the other way leading to a place where humans where blamed of eating up other humans.Having a candy machine in such a lane somehow  reminded me of Halloween treats,i still used to run to that shop everyday. I push that coin in the Machine ,and those last shared glances between me and the candies  before they come out of the machine were no less than a classic romant...

The Compulsive Side Hugs

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  As I walked towards you ,looked into your eyes and approached for a hug,an usual resistance climbed up my throat.My body urged for a reluctant side hug,not the usual hugging style of  people in love.Was my body trying to convey something that my heart was trying to deny? Our usual greet used to be,me running towards you from a distance and hopping on for a clumsy back hug & my arms tightlywrapped around you, reaching your stomach and tickling it. When did we settle up for the side hug? Was that my body trying to convey that there are parts of me that do not belong to you anymore.Was this side hug a metaphor for drifting apart or the last bits of love left for you, to cling on?. I tried,I tried to convince myself of how we are still in love , how I am just overthinking,of how metaphors don't make any sense. How could i still justify the compulsive sidehugs? I guess when you do not know how about much you belong to a person you try to belong as less as you can. Your love s...