Saturday, 20 April 2013

Night Diary. My Diary.

I just want to go to the beach and walk with naked feet on the cool, soft sand;
Just sit there and watch the waves flowing in their own rhythm, 
Look at the sun and soak up the warmth.

I want to sit undisturbed and write poetry about faraway lands
About knights and palaces, magic carpets and carriages.

I want to read a book that speaks of a girl I know
And who can give answers to my clouded mind.

I want to open a diary and discover a withered rose
That reminds me of a love long lost, yet still sweet.

I want to look into the mirror and see someone who
Has peace within and a smile outside.

Is it too much to dream for?
I think not.














Wednesday, 6 March 2013

Midnight Diaries


There’s something inexplicably peaceful about sipping cocktails, listening to songs you love and writing whatever the hell you feel like.

Just a random thought.

“And I’ll find a way...
I’ll find a way to you...”

Its bloody 2:51 a.m.; I was sleepy like crazy a few minutes ago, and now sleep has ditched me somehow (like always). So, here I am, writing gibberish crap.
Just finished watching the last episode of Pretty Little Liars; I really wanna hug Spencer and tell her that it’s all gonna be okay, and I SO wanna strangle Mona to death! 
Oh dear, I should stop blabbering.
Maybe I just need sleep. Or probably a bed beside Spence in Radley.
I’ll go with the first option. I also know that pretty soon I’ll just end up with my copy of Rebecca.
Anyway, to all the owls of my camp, good night and good bye for now.

Lots of love,
*yawns*

Creative Insanity. 

Sunday, 3 March 2013

The Glass Ball


I want to be able to walk blithely,
Without the fear of being abducted.
I want to break free from these barriers
That chain me down to where I don’t want to be.

I want to love, without fearing
The stinging stares of those hollow eyes.
I want to lose myself in a maze of joy
Where no woe can take a peep.  

I want to write without trembling
Under the blanket of confinements.
I want to sing the songs of my heart
Without bothering about the top drawer decrees.

I want to dance in the rain
Feeling it drench every inch of my soul.
I want to feel the bliss, like a penguin,
Enclosed in her perfect ball of snow.

- Sayantani Sarkar.





Friday, 1 March 2013

Just another Girl


She’s just another girl
Waiting for the sun to rise,
She’s lost in a crowd of millions,
But she knows she’ll find her way.

She’s dressed in her tattered jeans,
But dreams of a long, white gown,
Her hair is messy and all over the place
But she feels like a princess anyway.

Behind those black-rimmed glasses
Lie eyes that dream of palaces,
Concealing herself with an old, yellow book
She hopes to get noticed someday.

Her heart’s been broken and played with
But she doesn’t stop praying for love,
She cries herself to tears every night,
But with a smile, welcomes the day.


With a heart filled with wishes like a vast ocean
She wants to travel into a kingdom of her own,
Where there’s hope, love and warm sunshine;
Somewhere beautiful, somewhere far away.


   -   Sayantani Sarkar.












Thursday, 21 February 2013

Make a Wish!


*puts on a huge smile, and sings*-

Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday, happy birthday,
Happy birthday to you! J

*hugs the laptop*

My baby turned a year fabulous on 16th Feb! :D (apologies for the delay, its craaazy busy out here!)
It’s quite unbelievable that’s it’s been a year, a whole frikkin’ year since I started blogging! Agreed that my blog hasn’t really been buzzing with activity since the past few months, courtesy-my upcoming finals, but for me it was quite a special day. J And even though I haven’t been able to post as much as I wanted to, whatever little I wrote was appreciated by the ones who matter to me- my parents, my friends, my ma’am- and that’s what gives me the confidence to go on. J and as my blog completes its first year of existence, I want to make a promise, to myself and to whoever takes out time from their busy schedule to read my blog- I promise to write more and write better as soon as I get time to breathe properly, i.e, as soon as my exams get over. So, here’s to many more glorious birthdays and maaany more posts! Cheers! :D


Lots and lots of love,

Creative Insanity. <3

*gobbles down a small piece of cake, and apparates* 




Tuesday, 25 December 2012

Santa is on his Way!




There are certain childhood memories that you carry in your heart forever, for me Christmas is one of them. Reading about it in all those wonderful, snowy fairy tales; sleeping with the hope that I’ll wake up to see plenty of gifts next to me bed (which still does come true, thanks to my parents substituting for Santa :D), peeping from the blanket to check if Santa is snooping around my room.. *sigh* such are my childish childhood memories. Years have passed, but the memories are as fresh as yesterday, and call it imbecile, but I still believe in all of it. Well, cut the ‘Santa distributing gifts’ part if you like, but I do believe that there is someone, a guardian angel, who takes the vow of shedding away all the pain from our lives, and makes us smile, even it’s for just one day. :) Perks of being a firm believer of Fairy Tales, I guess. :D


I love the festive smell in the air, people singing carols, sipping wine, eating cake- *smile* *smile* *smile*And since I am in my homeland at the moment, what’s better than spending this time of the year with your family? J So, my Christmas tree is ready and so is my Christmas hat; and I’m all set to go and get the cake :D So, without boring you all anymore, I wish each and every one of you a very Merry Christmas! J May Santa come to your doorstep riding on his sleigh, and bring along loads of gifts of happiness for this year and many more. :) Be happy, sing the Christmas carols and keep believing, ‘cause you never know when a big, chubby, white-bearded man might grant your heartfelt wishes! :D



Lots of Christmasy love,
Creative Insanity. 




Thursday, 20 December 2012

It’s High Time, Let’s Wake Up.


The world might not have come to an end, but humanity vice it definitely has suffered a collapse. Needless to detail it out, we all know about the horrifying crime that has left the whole of India shocked to its wits. My favourite city, Delhi, was never really safe, but now it has officially registered itself as the most unsafe capital city in the world.

A girl, of a mere age of 23, who was travelling with her  friend on a late evening, took a bus, and was completely unaware of the savagery that was awaiting her.  She was raped constantly, brutally beaten up, and was thrown on the road, and not even a single being even bothered to cover up the girl while she was lying there destroyed, exposed and devastated. Then why are we blaming the government alone, when the common human being itself shows no sign of humanity? The government controls the public, yes; but isn’t the other way around true as well? If we leave our souls down the drain and flush away our compassionate side, then we have no right to throw the charges on anyone else. First change your own thinking, and then set out to change the world. Don’t advise your daughters to come back home early or cover up; instead, teach your sons to be a man, or human, at least. Stop the gender discrimination; stop the narrow-minded, stereotypic way of viewing everything. First cleanse your mind. Maybe then we can rinse the society of its dirt. 

FB posts, e-mails, forwards, nothing is really going to help. It will cause an outrage for maybe a week, but then it will all fizzle out. Before losing our faith in humanity, what needs to be done is restoring humanity itself; the seriousness of the situation needs to be understood, the monsters need to be punished for their heinous, barbaric and inhuman and unforgivable crime. Our entire nation should collectively raise its voice; so much so that those in power finally make the correct use of their position to bring justice to the ripe soul that’s breathing a vegetable life right now. And seven years of imprisonment for ruining a girl’s life forever? I mean, SERIOUSLY? Those beasts should be publicly beaten up, tortured and humiliated, just like they did to that innocent girl, and then be sent to prison and be tortured so badly that they beg for death. Even then it won’t bring justice, but at least maybe, maybe if next time any man even begins to brew such thoughts, he’ll stop at least for the sake of being punished if not for the sake of humanity.

Meanwhile, let’s remember her in our prayers, the girl for whom life will probably never be the same again, but who sure as hell is trying her best. Let’s pray she not only survives, but that God gives her the strength to live. She, like every girl in the world, has the right to be happy and live her life whichever way she wants. Let’s just pray she can do that. Amen. And in the meantime, let’s not lose faith, shall we?

Take care, you all.

Creative Insanity. 


PC- The Epiphany of Spontaneity.