Baby, I’m Addicted, I’m Out of Control

He had finally lost control. The thoughts had refused to go away. It had begun a few minutes after he had woken up. His sleep was much better than last night. He had dreamt, finally. After a long, long time. Maybe a few months. He couldn't understand what the trigger had been. Or maybe there …

When Should You Diagnose Yourself With Marijuana Addiction?

Note: This post does not promote the use of recreational marijuana in any way whatsoever. The aim of this post is as always, to educate and inform. You must have started consuming marijuana for many reasons. Maybe you left home to attend college in another city and the new found independence made you experiment with …

The Complexity Of Legalizing Marijuana In India and the Prevalence of Naysayers

Sins had been on the receiving end of a verbal onslaught a few hours ago. Not because he had chosen to listen meekly, but rather because he had chosen to listen with respect. Everybody deserved to be heard. Everybody deserved a chance to speak. In return all one could ask for from oneself was the …

Don’t Let Anything Affect Your Productivity

She had declined to speak to him and had rejected his call to her, the previous night. He let it be. Still confused and slightly hurt at this point, on account of the niggling pointy feeling in his chest region, he tried to calm himself down and gulped a few ounces of water, his mind …

The Sins of Addiction

His viewpoint was simple, straight forward and honest. According to him, they were. According to him, only him. On the day that had begun with him imagining he was just a sentient being simulating his consciousness in the fast and exciting world of the twenty first century, while experiencing it for real in the twenty …

The Mind Is The Master. Control Your Mind, Control Your Life. Thank You.

Sins walked out of the washroom feeling the lightest he had felt in years. He swigged a couple of gulps of warm beer and opened his laptop to begin working on a presentation that was long overdue. Finishing the beer, he decided not to go for a refill, but then, remembered he was out of …

Starry Sins

Sins didn't like getting old. It was a bit narcissistic of him to think like that, but he couldn't help it. He didn't want to get old. After all, who did? No one, that's who. He was standing within an inch off his dusty mirror placed atop his bathroom's washbasin. Glaring at the wrinkles lined …

Progressive Addiction

Malcolm dreamed about progress. He felt the framework of a vision, the vision for his future, a bright, brilliant and secure future, one where leisure, fun and frolic were a given, with food, nature and sex in plenty. He dreamed about it so often, that he had once masturbated to the vision, with the scenes …

Starry Nights

Sins closed the door of his room quietly, making sure the latch didn't make any sound as he bolted it shut. He loved privacy, since it meant he could be naked while he worked on his laptop. The nature of work was a force of habit. A habit he had sustained now, for ten long …

The Holy Lifeline

Malcolm staggered into his room in a daze. He hadn't slept in 23 hours. He hadn't felt like it. So engrossing was the video content he had found online, that he wished he were a machine, with the ability to process information through electric supply. His eyes were hurting, due to the 23 hour binge. …

Digital Boom

It had been a long day. His productivity levels hadn't been that great this fine day, Sins thought to himself wistfully, as he waited for the local train to arrive, and ferry him home. He was waiting on the platform with his co-passengers, so many eyes dead with boredom, and a majority of them glued …