challenged myself to write a poem within 30 mins and came up with this crap

You believe what you think is right but that’s not going to get you anywhere. You have to learn to look into other people’s perspectives. Because our lives are just infinite perspectives. And to move forward in life you have to live in multiple perspectives and choose the right one and not the easy one. One perspective’s ideology might clash with another ones. And that’s why you have to learn to unlearn and relearn some stuffs. It might be hurtful in ways but that’s a sign that you are moving forward in your life as a person.

Dark Humour on mental health.

Depression is real and the attention people are giving it is not enough. We see plenty of suicides, thousands of recorded cases and what not, but still its not a big deal for majority of the population. Doctors prescribe a lot of drugs, meditation and psychosocial therapy but they often fail to mention an old yet effective treatment for depressed patients, dark humor.

Humour is the key to mental health and overall well being of an individual. It multiplies our strengths in a good surrounding and effectively makes us tolerable to bad environment. Joking on controversial or disturbing things like suicide, depression, mental illness etc are the best examples of dark humour. As Insensitive as this may sound, it actually has therapeutic value.

People who can tolerate dark humour are usually more intelligent, emotionally stable and less aggressive. However, people usually consider dark humour insensitive and extremely offensive. It is extremely important to know how and where to use it and how well to use it. The amazing truth about dark humour is how it fills the void of loss easily than other compensatory mechanisms.

A well renowned psychologist Bart Andrews who made a study over thousands of online dark comedy users, stated this

“When you read the threads on suicide memes, people find them helpful. They don’t feel alone. It’s a way for them to anonymously communicate their inner pain in a way that’s artistic, super clever, and that people who are struggling identify with.”

Its an outlet where we are allowed to be negative every now and then, and to channelise & embrace our inner dark side in a healthy way. There is no better way to accept and embrace our negatives than with a hint of a laughter.

Humour is a process of cognitive restructuring. It is analyzing a situation in a different perspective. A survey on dank meme creators show that they are doing comparatively well emotionally and they’re the same people who were diagnosed earlier with clinical depression.

However, the effectiveness of the humour is completely based on people you are with, context of the situation and you as an individual.

A useful tool to remove this filter is internet. Anonymity of the online world has its own benefits and it is useful in this case.

A study found that “self defeating humour” can increase psychological well being and it is a great to reframe your flaws and shortcomings. This allows people to shed their fake facade and tends to make them a more likeable individual.

However there is a balance in how we should use humour and it is important to be mindful how we are using it. Dark humour is incredibly powerful and therapeutic , but still it Should be used in right time and place.

Inspired from an article by Steven Handel in http://www.theemotionmachine.com

Thanking Trisika Krishnamoorthy for her guidance

Dance with me in the dark.

God, What the fuck? I don’t even know who am I writing this to. I am so drunk right now that all of my sins started to hit me one by one. And may be that’s why my life is becoming a twin of hell.

They said “be you”, they sold me all of those fucking lies about masks and vulnerabilities, and how you attract people based on your soul. BULLSHIT. There was this girl, she gave me real reasons to live and fight for my useless existence. She didn’t fuck with my insecurities, and so I threw away my mask and surrendered my soul to her. Texts become calls and calls became meetups.

You fucking don’t know how magic feels until you went completely vulnerable to some one and they accept you for what you are and you don’t need to force yourself for them to give you attention. It’s never the same for everyone, the ugly truth is I gave up my defenses too quick compared to him and so she filtered out me out of her existence. It’s funny how the person who made you laugh the most is making you wonder why your heart is still beating.

And yet, here we go. It’s always mocks and laughs when a weirdo haves a heartbreak. Even he himself will laugh it off with you. Because that’s how much depth he allows to share with you and for that you have to be embarrassed. Surface level secrets and made up lies to make you laugh made this garbage neighborhood judgemental and no one wants to help anyone. Even on the face of crisis or injustice, all they care about is how they can make this event to feed themselves with attention and how they can raise their social value. This is what mask is, darling. But have you ever sat beside a son who lost his mother and gave him your shoulders to cry on? That’s what vulnerability is. And trust me no guys with masks have courage to do that.

You could die tonight and all you care about is other people’s perspective on you. For what? So you can fuck them one day? Even sex has no meaning if there is no real emotional depth. This was my whole principle and how retard am I to think this wasn’t worth it because of how a girl can’t appreciate you. And is it worth all those years of being called ” a weirdo, a joker , a class comedian”? Abso-fucking-lutely yes. Real love comes with a price. And people with a facade can never pay what it takes. Some days you will wonder why can’t you relate with anything. No songs, no movies, no books and more importantly not a single soul, Is this what authenticity means? Or am I being a freak again?

I don’t know. But it doesn’t feel incomplete and there is no one to compete to. It feels like dancing in a pitch dark and no fucks to give because no one see you and if they can see, they will join your dance too with the same vibe you glow.

And there is no reason to end this aesthetic existence or throw away this dance for some girl who can’t appreciate you. Can’t you see it?.

A sample letter of farewell to our love if cell phones never existed.

Hey Love

It’s time. It has been a feel good ride, cant lie. Being an introvert I never had such a soulful experience with a human before. I wonder how this all happened, this magic. Is it true, that people say universe plot plans for us. If it does, we sure are his best one. Cant believe, I actually like someone this much. Cant explain, cant understand. Can hormones make you feel this high? If it can, I want it spiked up every second of my life. To a doctor like me, everything become soulless, lifeless after seeing the sparks of details to its roots and logic at its core, I genuinely from bottom of my heart have this urge to not deny it. Everything has a logic my love, this, you, me and even our own existence. But love, god damn it woman. Even if it has one, I will ignore that like how you ignored me at first and I will percieve this as a magic like how it felt every single day when I heard your voice or see you sleep or the day how I felt when you confessed how happy you are with this relationship.

I am terrified. I am in verge of a breakdown. Diving this deep into a person’s heart, where no one has ever been this deep. This deepness, I felt the real you my love. No wonder this universe is this deep. I dont want to leave you for the next three years of my life to pursue my postgraduate. But this lifestyle is what we both dreamed about so I had to do this for us. From this day onwards my speakers will sing ‘newyorknagaram’, my mouth will keep muttering your name and my calender will be wondering when this three years will end.

I am boarding my flight tomorrow, and when I fly away, those six hours, and the next three fucking years, I will dream about you.

Your’s Everloving

ManojSaravanan

[ every thing written above is to practice my writing. Enaku girl friend laam yaarum ilai😅😅. Mom if you are seeing this, ithelaam chumma lololaai ku😁]

How Art works?

Taking up arts as a passion irrespective of what the platform is like drowning in a sea of enlightment. A search, a journey of fulfillment and a pleasure of people’s imagination is the real euphoria for people like me. Art is a woman, a queen. Why? A queen never asks permission. A queen never seeks attention. A simple glance is enough to freeze mediocre minds like us. How lucky we are to live in the era of internet. So much drugs for us to get addicted, yet she never kills us. She motivates us to a new dawn, a evolution and a betterment. In the land of creativity, where walls are culture and roofs are our inability to express our feelings a art is born. Call it poetry, a novel or even a netflix show. We all are united by the concept of art or to be precise our ability to imagine. Sure in this hectic world of chaos and misery, reality portrays a different story and colour’s our flag red. People fall, tremble and suffer in silence, and yet they rise again and work not just towards them but also for the entire community they represent. Why? Because suffering breeds kindness. And what breeds kindness? Art and art only is. Art isn’t just about poetry and stuff. She can be a act of generosity, a act of sadness and sorrow , a act of grief and even a act of guilt. The main concept of art being giving hope, every bad things end with a ray of hope and every good things begin with a ray of hope. A beautiful yet suspenseful, a chaotic yet positive bridge the art is. Its such a magic to find that people fall in love with the concept of art without even realising its potential. Everything begins with hope and where hope is there is always good inspite of the results. Recently, I was on a verge of a emotional breakdown and in search of desperate hope to pull me out of this storm and how lucky I am to fall in the trap of myself. Finding you, thinking about every possible outcomes if only I had prior experience and a healthy decision making quality and putting myself in a dangerous spot and not knowing where your life will take you away and yet still pursuing the goal inspite of a fatal downfall I found myself. The one and only thing what matters is kindness. Kindness gives hope. Hope gives kindness. And how beautiful it is to see for kind people things fall apart in good places eventually even without them realising. You may Succed the process or you may fail the process but being just kind gives you enormous amount of leap forward and will definitely returns you everything you ever lost. Art gives you hope. Hope gives you kindness. And kindness is inevitably the beautiful art you will ever come across. After all the things I have ever lost and learned, I feel like a major part of ongoing sculpture fell off and for that change I am eternally grateful. And now turning my page forward, a new chapter indeed.