Thoughts, Feelings and Mood - a blog by Ashutosh N. Matai

The Abstract of Love For years now I've wondered about what real love is. I've dated a few girls, and I have been in love before, but I've never truly understood what it is. I have always ached for the freedom to be able to pursue my goals and ambitions without having to give it a second thought. I wrote the following words to myself quite a while ago. "A strong man doesn't commit himself to love, to caring for someone so deeply. A strong man doesn't need the words 'You are not alone'. You are alone. And that's how it's going to be. Yours is the lion's road, and you've got a wolf pack with you. You have strong and like-minded friends. Winners. That's all you need right now. Your motivation is the hunger to succeed and the fear of failure. It is the fear of dying without having accomplished anything meaningful." Yes, it is admittedly the fear of love and the respect for its powerful grasp on a person that personify t

Have you seen those 90's kid memes? Yep, I'm one of them. Just one small difference - I was born in 1998 so I've technically enjoyed the 2000's childhood. One would assume that I was exposed to the internet growing up, that I followed the latest trends and had the opportunity to be a cool millennial kid. That's not how India works. Indian childhoods are typically a few years slower than American ones. Indian millennials grow up chasing rolling tyres, tossing frisbees and playing a lot of sports. It was the same for me. I used to be this scrawny kid with great grades, Asthma cough and a tendency to always fall into some kind of trouble. This helped me shape myself. A dedicated student since childhood, I had an advantage over other kids - my parents are teachers. While my mother had quit her job to raise my brother and me, my father worked overtime, travelling a good 30-60 kilometres daily. My mother took tuitions and my father helped. This chi