Thursday, 24 September 2026

Journal 8 57 pm 24.9.2026 bhagwaan ke ghar mein

Dear Journal,
They say Bhagwaan Ke Ghar Mein Der Hai Andher nahin.
Today I woke up around 10. I saw an elaborate dream with Arun in it but I dont remember the dream. Hmmmphf....
I wish I could remember the dream. It's been over a week but Arun hasnt called me up.
I taught Madhav. I went to Metamorph. And I spent some time with Tanya and Ruchita.
It's exactly 9 pm.
It's been over a week but Arun hasnt called me up.
Im so lonely, so alone, so desolate.
I am feeling:
Heavy-hearted
Pretty
Satty told me to dye my hair today.
I am grateful for God's infinite love, Grace, blessings and mercy on my life. 
Love,
Me.
9.03 pm

Wednesday, 23 September 2026

Letter to Arun 10.31 pm on 23.9.2026 Hey there

Hey there Arun!
How are you? Unless gay all my guy friends have hit on me at some point. I went to meet one such friend today-- his name is Simit Bhagat.
We spent 2 hours with each other, catching up, discussing life. He runs a film production agency now and I hope I can work with him.
It was so hot outside today. I was telling Simit about how difficult Ive been finding it to get over you.
I had a full blown anxiety attack as I alighted from the Metro. It was accompanied with feeling sexual. But I dont think I want to channel this any other way.
Ive kind of stopped going out. I told Simit about how I dont want to date any guy and how lonely I am. Thats the thing with old friends right, they know you from a better time.
Simit needs someone to manage his company and he has been interviewing people. He said he'll come home this week to read my play. It's awesome to spend time with friends.
I kind of think I overshared with him, but he said it's completely alright. He also spoke about his girlfriend etc. Etc.
He runs a company that helps other companies manage their csr activity. He also makes movies and he hopes I can collaborate with him.
I was telling him about how Ive become so averse to dating and men that Im telling everybody that Im asexual. He laughed about it.
Ive literally been telling people I dont want to have sex... that Im asexual.
I look so jhalli these days, it's unbelievable!
Tomorrow I have to go to Kandivli.
Hope life is treating you well! Hope you are fine Shona! I wish I could read letters from you to know what is on your mind.
Ill brush my teeth and go to sleep now.
Hope your days are going well.
Bye!

Journal 8 21 pm on 13.9.2026 a little bit of this and that

Dear Journal, 
I left around 4 to meet SimBha. I spent about 2 hours with him. We discussed all sorts of things.
He said he will come home this coming week. It's really nice to meet old friends. I felt I could really open up to him. I told him about how difficult Im finding it to move on.
Then I hopped into a Metro to come home.
And as I was alighting, I felt that strange ears ringing sensation and an uprising of sexuality.
It's all good to say you should masturbate. But I cant. I cant seem to be able to do that.
I came home to a napping Pa and an absconding Ma.
Will Arun call me up this week?
Ive spent too much money this month.
I hope SimBha hires me.
I am feeling:
Cooler than an hour ago.
I am grateful for God's infinite love, Grace, blessings and mercy on my life. 
Love,
Me.
8.27 pm

Journal 1.16 pm on 23.9 2026 dirty linen dream

Dear Journal,
I woke up close to 10 30. I saw a dream where I was married to Nash and washing clothes. I bought 4 types of soap-- liquid, powder, cake and one more, and concluded that liquid soap is the best.
I also saw Arun in the dream where I love him and he loves me.
I woke up thinking Dont wash your Dirty Linen in Public.
This could relate to my memoir. I dont want to paint anybody in poor light. I dont want to character assassinate. If I give one poor point about a person, I want to give two good ones to support that person.
Because my life is because of the people who inhabit it.
It's Madhav's birthday today. I had a class with him today. Teachers are mean to their students. That is why I dont like being a teacher. Teachers are rude and mean to each other and to their students.
Then I got onto a call with Tejal and Tanya.
SiBha also messaged that we can meet today. I also have to get my laptop repaired.
It's a full day ahead.
I am feeling:
Grimy because I didnt bathe yesterday.
Frustrated 
Deeply in love with Arun
Hopeful
I am grateful for God's infinite love, Grace, blessings and mercy on my life. 
Love, me.
1.27 pm

Tuesday, 22 September 2026

Tomorrow

I tread onto my eternal path of goodness
All stealthy and swift, devoid of any rudeness
With love and high life force as a gift.
As I walk ahead the stars guide me
As I create and use my golden voice
With gold and silver raining upon me
Even precious jewels from the heavens above.
Right now I am hankering
After any small penny saved
But tomorrow is upon me
With all its glories wrapped in jade.
What I see I would not have imagined before,
Infinite money that's the lore,
Every penny for my love,
Every ounce of beauty
Held with gloves.
You saw me yesterday and you see me tomorrow
But what of today? Without you it is sorrow.
I dont need to trade in money for your love
Because I have you with all our stuff
So regal and so sound
With wisdom most profound.
I cannot imagine today
The riches tomorrow will bring
But I can ignite the hope within 
And songs of love and life softly sing.
The riches arent no burden
And glory doesnt come all of a sudden
For every poem I write
I see you in hindsight. 

The road ahead

I have loved and I have lost
And immense was the cost
Of hiding my true feelings
From kissing and from kneeling.
Where once supported the world,
I found myself alone
Trapped in my circumstances
There but still not at home.
The storms had eased beyond doubt
And all words had me soothe
Sooner than a roundabout
I kept finding myself in my zone.
I saw that all about me
The ones I love were just seething
And me a mind on karma
Kept sowing good seeds for the grieving.
Sometimes some people lose gentility,
Sometimes some lose their heads for might 
And seeking then serenity,
How short is the night!
The sun in my eyes,
Butterflies in a bud,
I called out aloud to goodness,
Only sweet words I had said.
I felt may be such is life,
Alone and still and so calm,
Nothing more to highlight
Except that never again was there a storm.
On the final day of Judgment,
I sat pretty and all laced up
Finding myself in heaven
Guided by a hand above.
And there I saw that all about me
Had held secret wishes in their hearts
To see my victorious and winning
With many blessings right from the start.
How lucky am I yet alone!
How prosperous and not a stone!
How kind and so generous
Wherever I go I am at home!
Not one anymore two-times me,
Not one rejects my heart and love
With so many wellwishers enshrined me
As a peaceful golden dove!
It takes courage to change the thought
To a more positive bent of mind
Such as is this long ballad
Of hope and companions and rising buds. 
No sooner than I am old,
Never once stone cold
For all kind words leave my tongue
As I am yet so young.
It's a beautiful life before me
Where I am encouraged
Lest someone deceive me
But so many I can trust
With love never going bust.

Journal 9.24 pm on 22.9.2026 I slept

Dear Journal,
Today Madhav cancelled the class. There was Chinese for lunch and I ordered the vegetables and groceries for it.
I havent bathed today. I ate lunch and fell asleep till 6.41. I saw Arun in my dream. I think it was a happy dream. Why does Arun not check his messages for hours? I hope he is fine.
I woke up and wore kajal and lipstick and left for my study meet. Nimisha, Gouri, seeDhi and me.
Then I came home and Ma was watching a series called Indrani on HoiChoi. I sat and watched an entire episode with her. It showed politics in a big and rich Bengali family.
That made me think that there is so much evil in the world. I then went down and met Twi and I teased her with Marzoo.
I think that in a world riddled by evil I should be a source of good.
I wish life was easier and that I had more money.
Gou told me today that I should really get over Arun. I should na. Her boyfriend got engaged to someone else. And she says that she is hurt.
I am Shakyamuni's emissary in this world. Whether I chant or dont chant I hold high compassion in my heart.
Wherever I go I carry the essence of Shakyamuni.
Today SeeDhi spoke about her fights with her husband. And she said that we must look at our lives and see where we are going wrong. I think she has suffered quite a bit. You cant really blame Sanskar for it. Her suffering is self-inflicted. And when I see Ma and her and people like them suffer it reminds me that gratitude takes you a long way.
I think I will sleep now.
I am feeling:
Happy
Well rested
Full of love
I am grateful for God's infinite love, Grace, blessings and mercy on my life. 
Love,
Me.
9.39 pm