Poem - Nothing lasts longer than you think

Looking outside, everything seems false

Looking inside, falling into a trance

Trying to survive, out of a joke

Hoping for good, like a whisper of smoke

Want to do, something that amaze

Yet here I am, falling into a daze

All these fake faces, they make you barf

But sometimes life, does make you laugh

Even if it’s the case of delusions

It’s like a maze of emotions

Laced by the fact of emptiness

Paced to seek for happiness

- Sunayana

Having holidays and lot's of boring time. No. I didn't had a vacation as my brother is having his college exams. And also no, I am not allowed to go out with friends because they think I might become a spendthrift or get a beautiful tan that will lead to skin cancer. Chennai weather is one chaotic situation. Whomever currently living here, are eligible enough to survive Sahara desert. I passed most of my time seeing biographical movies, eating food and long uninterrupted blissful sleeps. Anyways, I just wanted to share this lame poem I wrote in the meantime. Excuse me for all the grammatical mistakes or if offended the format of a proper poem. I am just an amateur poetess. Hope you all had great time with your April 2017 too. 😊 

Blogged for one year!

Wow! 

I don't know what to say. *Nervous chuckles* Usually, I blogged pages and pages but now I am blank. Is it an achievement? Is it an autobiography? or Is it something else? Whomever reading my blog out there I hope I am not annoying you with the rants of my life. And I hope my blogs are always uplifting and enjoyable to read. It might not be a great piece of literature or knowledge. But I can assure you it is something special and a part of who I am. 

Thank you! (P.S. The only relevant thing I could thing of.) 

My first blog was named "The Life of mine" I don't remember exactly when I created it, probably during first year of my under-graduate class I guess. I blogged the same stuff I do in this blog. After I posted my first post in it, I got scared. Scared of who might read it,  scared of judgmental views, scared of wasting other's time by writing purposeless blogs about my life incidents, and lots more scary stuff. "Teenage" was indeed a time to get lots of pessimistic thoughts especially for me. So, within 24 hours, I deleted that blog. I gave up blogging. Nothing changed, same old routine life persisted.

December, 2015 - It's amazing how certain unexpected things especially floods and boredom can stimulate you to do something. That's how the journey of "Being Sunayana" began. December Floods at Chennai gave me the immense strength to do what we enjoy doing and live the life like there is no tomorrow. I was not scared anymore or afraid to tell the world about who I am and what is happening around me. Boredom is also an equivalent powerful intangible thing too. It can make humans to do amazing and crazy things depends on the individual. It made me start a blog which I was afraid to do. And helped me to discover myself through weave of words and thoughts.

But secretly hoping not to get anymore drastic calamities in future. Bear with my blogging atrocities because I ain't quitting. And I hope you guys also follow or at least spend some time on things that makes you smile, laugh, happy and alive.

Until, then will be back soon with another blog post.

Stay happy and healthy. 

Just a random flower painting by me.
(I guess, Boredom does makes you do things)