The comfort of strangers and claustrophobia of familiarity.
Ian Mc Ewan

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lostexplorer asked: Which is your favourite quote from The Bridge Across Forever

 "Passionately obsessed by anything we love—an avalanche of magic flattens the way ahead, levels, rules, reasons, dissents, bears us with it over chasms, fears, doubts. Without the power of that love…."

It’s not easy being a mother. If it was that easy, fathers would do it.
~ The Golden Girls (via conflictingheart)

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Dreams…

I dream a lot, almost every single day. I can remember most of the dreams that take place. Sometimes, when I’m mid-way through a dream I feel conscious at the same time. I don’t know what that feeling is called. I get so nervous that if I realize that I’m dreaming and awake at the same time, it would all go away. But soon I start to drift and it’s all like I’m floating again.

It hasn’t happened way too many times, but I’ve felt as if I’m missing a step. It’s like I’m on top of a mountain almost about to fall to the ground thousands of miles below me. I haven’t yet figured out what it is that I’m dreaming about when this happens. But that sudden fear in the pit of my stomach makes me wake up with my heart hammering against my chest at lightning speed.

lostexplorer asked: Which is your favourite line from a book you read recently?

"If only there could be an invention that bottled up a memory, like scent. And it never faded, and it never got stale. And then, when one wanted it, the bottle could be uncorked, and it would be like living the moment all over again."

- Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca

P.S - Reminded me of that blog you had put up. :)

All this for a URL?

I honestly put a lot of thought into what I should keep as my URL.

I had a couple of options in mind.

  • queserasera (Tried every combination possible. The damn name is taken)
  • whatsinaname (what exactly?)
  • varshacetlur (if not ANYTHING else)

Whilst *air quotes* preparing for my final exam, I started thinking about all this again. And out of nowhere, weirdly shaped question marks started floating around in front of my eyes.

That’s when it struck me. What is life if not a series of one question mark after another?

Right from the first breathe till the very last, we find life zooming by as we continue our relentless pursuit of answering the infinite questions that are thrown at us.

> What are your hobbies?

> What do you wanna be when you grow up?

> Do you love him/her?

> Which college do you want to join?

> When will you be getting married?

> Have you thought about kids?

> Are we there yet? (Couldn’t resist putting this one in!)

But you get the picture, right? I figured, nothing better than keeping a name that would be valid even a couple of years down the line. No sweetgirlvarsha (I might turn bitter in a few years), no coolchick (Hell, I’d rather be hot!), no whatsinaname (suppose I marry a guy whose last name is Wangdu?!)

That brings me to the one I finally chose.

aseriesofquestionmarks.tumblr.com

My first blog. Ever. And it’s on naming my URL (I hope to give as much thought, if not more on naming my kid!)

Until next time!