THE TRACKS

look at her 🥹

👀

shimmering beautiful

She is learning about the 80s and 90s. Reading more about metaphysical poetry. Falling again for her own Bengali culture. Taking interest in art and music. Craving deep intellectual conversations. Continuously learning, unlearning and relearning. Making changes. Adopting. Becoming adaptable. Educating herself. Cleansing regularly, every aspect of life. Cutting ties with toxicity. Following spirituality.

Admiring the little things. Getting lost in nature. Discovering how the 1950s were. Experimenting with different genres be it in music or writing. Reading about how Sanskrit influenced the ancient Vedic culture of India. Rambling happily about renaissance. Staying obsessed with dictionaries and words. Caressing books, marking pages, paragraphs and thoughts. Exercise, meditation and stillness are at the top. Spotify and Pinterest are her favourites too.

She also has innumerable love languages. Discussing hobbies, talking through silence, taking a walk in nature. Being with people. Writing long handwritten letters. Having a long phone call conversation. Laughing loudly in the company of those who bring out the best in her. Snapping pictures of her favourite moments. Spending times that make her heart fuzzy and cozy. She loves being loud, taking space and speaking her heart out.

She is a simpleton.

And she belongs to the 20s. A mixed pickle of variety. That's what she is.

Alexander Zverev at the 2018 BNP Paribas Open

HELLO???

I can't pretend to be small anymore,

I can't hide myself either.

I can't be something or someone else.

I can't act peaceful when the chaos of passion roars through me like a cyclonic sea.

I can't put on a fake mask and be a person you're comfortable to see.

I can't walk around becoming cold when there's a millennium of warmth coursing through me.

I can't talk, work or do superficial things when all I've known is to be vigorously authentic.