Hi! I'm Ashutosh Matai, a 20-something-year-old that enjoys programming, reading and tackling problems. Yep, you read that right - I enjoy facing problems. No, I'm not a masochist (laughs nervously), but I am someone who has seen a handful of things go down. I've been under crippling depression and anxiety, I've lost sight of my life and seen a lot of family drama. Suffice to say, in my 20-something-years of existence, I have truly learned. So here's my two cents, accompanied by the occasional poem. I hope you take something of my experiences and make your own lives better, for you, dear reader, are in for a hell of a ride.
I bought a dress, said she Black as the colour of the grime on your arms As you parley with the foreman for a quick break Only to sneak across the road from your workplace And steal a glance at me. I bought some lipstick, said she Red as the colour of my velvet lace To match your bloodstained handkerchief As you wipe your wounds dry I watch you yonder. I bought an earring silver, Silver as the stars tonight, silver as the glistening mist That settles upon the grass, come dawn, As I watch you leave yet again, To tire endlessly, afresh. I bought instruments and objects, galore And yet I have no use of them As I watch, nay, I stare, You toil intensely, anew, every single day. What use, pray tell, have I of riches, When they cannot buy me you?