“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art -- write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.” ― Neil Gaiman

It's a brand new year- a new beginning, one that I desperately need.

May this year be full of the right decisions, the right people and the best version of ourselves that we can possibly be.

“I hope you will have a wonderful year, that you'll dream dangerously and outrageously, that you'll make something that didn't exist before you made it, that you will be loved and that you will be liked, and that you will have people to love and to like in return. And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now), that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind.” ― Neil Gaiman

I will let you go if you let somebody love you like I do.

"I need you more than I can take."

"I thought I was over him. Then it turned out I wasn't." She gave me a helpless shrug, her face hopeless, her hands fidgeting around her phone (the screen dimming, a little like her expression).

I chose my words carefully, fingers tightening on the steering wheel. "I find that emotions are like a wave. They recede, you think it's alright to wade in now because it's shallow but you forget- waves do that to gather in force. So you're standing there, your legs in the water, your eyes on the shore and you never see the wave when it returns. It crashes over you and you drown, swallowing and spitting. Legs kicking, arms flailing, you have to fight to break out of the water."

There was a moment of silence between us.

"Did you love him?" I tried to ask the question as gently as possible.

Her hands tangled in her hair as she pondered. Finally, she looked down and mumbled, "How would I know if I were in love?"

(I thought on it and realised that I too wouldn't know if love walked in on me and pushed me down a flight of stairs)

"You promise forever and a day then you take it all away."

I find that I have a certain weakness for Ellie Goulding.

Cloud Atlas

I watched Cloud Atlas on a whim a few nights ago. It affected me so profoundly, I still feel its effects even now. A compelling story from a novel considered "unadaptable" because of its unconventional form of narration.

The script itself is a thing of brilliance. The words flow like smooth syrup, smothering your subconscious with heavy beauty.

From the novel by David Mitchell:

"A half-read book is like a half-finished love affair."

"I believe there is another world for us. A better world. And I'll be waiting for you there."

Besides that, the soundtrack is breathtaking. The music is haunting, lyrical in its symphony. And, of course, ambitious.

I would honestly say that at this point of time, Cloud Atlas is hands down without opposition my all time favourite film.