Hi, I’m Arun.
I’m 25 years old. I love my surname. ( It translates to on the rocks ).
I’m right handed. But I like to try stuff with my left hand at times. ( Let’s not discuss that )
I don’t like cats. But I adore kittens and I would die for a dog.
I love watches, especially the costlier ones. May be because I love wasting my precious time.
I’ve never eaten a passion fruit, but I’ve tried Octopus. Disclaimer : Yuck!
My name means The Sun. The biggest and the brightest star in the galaxy. It’s only ironic how much I enjoy being in the dark every now and then.
I’m the son of a man who
oils his wife’s hairs.
And the son of a woman
who told me I could fly.
I’m the unorganised plates on a falling shelf,
One wrong touch and I’d shatter and cry.
I’m 5’10. Or Almost 6 as I like to call it.
Yet I’m terrified of spiders and I hate knives.
I’m God fearing but not religious. I gave up on it when I saw how it destroyed lives.
I cry during sad movies. I mostly love regional ones although I despise Bollywood. And I don’t really believe Shah Rukh Khan is that good an actor. This statement is going to make someone very angry.
I know that there’s a type of penguin that’s called the Jackass penguin and that honeybees can get STDs.
But I still am not sure about my neighbour’s name even though we smile at each other every time we meet.
I’ll love you a little too much,
Hurt a little and make you happy often.
I’m the insect that would crawl across the earth
to meet you for the last time in your coffin.
I’m the scratch you get from a healing scar.
It hurts and pleasures at the same time.
I’m water to the fish that fell out of an aquarium,
And the chorus to your favourite hymn.
Isn't it beautiful to be human?
To be the solace to our own chaos,
To be the calm to our own mess.
To be brighter today,
A little more than yesterday's darkness.
Artwork: Inspired.
We, as humans were always ready to deal with what to do when love arrives.
But we were never equipped with what to do, when it leaves.
The arrival of love is beautiful.
It walks to you gracefully, speaks a language you are familiar with but don't know yet, is fascinating, is authoritative and is beautiful.
It makes you younger, brings back fond memories you didn't know you had.
It makes you a singer. It dances with you.
It'd spend the day.
But when night arrives, like a warm sun that came out on a rainy evening, it'd leave.
Leave you all alone and wet by the roadside.
And that's where the panic begins.
We always enjoy the stay and we decorate our houses while it walks in.
But when it's time for it to move out, we don't take down the decorations.
We let the garlands hang where they were pinned and let it rot.
We let dust settle down on the couch we had so cautiously arranged for them.
We watch love trying to leave the door that we so whole-heartedly had opened.
But we don't even care to walk it out.
We sit there and watch it struggle to find its way from the home we lovingly built.
Maybe we try to explain love, that the people they're running to - cannot give it what it wants.
It is the people, it is running from, who can.
Maybe we hope to tire it out, so that it stays.
We watch love suffocate.
In all the times that humans existed, none of this ever worked.
So, maybe this time, hold the door and smilingly wave a goodbye.
Now when it leaves, leave the door open, change the garlands and dust the couch.
You never know, maybe there's another love who wants to walk in and have a pastry.
Premam (2015) - Hotstar.
Knew you both as kids, watched you survive the teenage era, saw you trying to make sense of adulthood, had a front row seat to your relationship and now we get to see you choose each other for life.
Feels surreal in the best possible way.
Here’s to your story, your love, and all the beautiful years ahead.
Congratulations @gurdeep_singh_19@ravin_kk ❤️❤️🫂🫂
And yes, I proudly take full responsibility for the trauma caused by those old-photos.
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