Based not on reality

30 more frames to fire.

Directing Fate • from rabin sherchan on Vimeo .

Lost my ring. Fell into the drain, Injured my leg. Iphone cracked. Iphone lost.

Roti prata with chicken curry. Pork Momo. Thakali meal. Bhatura with chaana.

Chicken rice + roti prata @ kopitiam. Xiao Long Bao. Soup dumplings. Wonton mee kia.

This is the life I never wanted.

Marry me

Rekindled my archives. Oh how time fooled me! Gone. Everything is gone. Left home. Living by myself. Leaving all these behind in two months. Going away, maybe for the better. Certain things gotta go..and this is one of it.

A year where I am gonna make things right.

SO MANY THINGS TO SORT OUT. WHERE THE F TO START.

WHAT THE F DID I DO TO MY BODY NOW. FML

World peace is unattainable.

I've got two part-time jobs now. It's mind over matters of heart. Who am I kidding...

I wanna cease into the symphony, waste away with this bottle of wine. Each sip is brimmed with bundled of emotions. How do I liberate from here..

The same five words rather repeats on my head at least a hundred times a day. Which calls forth my sanity, how could that be...

It was the getaway for these bundle of mixed emotions. Trying to describe exactly- with almost nothing. Lost in between each single of it. These, these...all these. Did I linger too long?

the moment i shook my head, my vision started to dissolve. i wasnt thinking straight. i was walking, walking, walking, kept walking with a slight gait. yes katy perry, i felt like a plastic bag drifting through the wind. my brain stirred crazy. there was no beam from my eyes. desperately blinking while guffawing. i was diving six feet underneath. it hardly did the soothing rather it stinged more. nobody told me it hurts this good. take me back to the start...