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Try to go low to the core. There is this ache in my arms that's pretending to fight the numbness instilled. Then there is this phase where you forget like it never existed. #manavsangrahalay #bhopal #art #prose #writersofinstagram #readwriteunite #asummertale #trips #travel #telltales #captions #capturetocreate #exploretocreate #trees #numbness #moodygrams #stairs #ScatteredShowers (at Manav Sangrahalay)

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why do my life stops? this routine, a myth what if the light hurts my eyes? visibility of my existence, diminishes with daylight that's when I revive, merging the darkness as I survive beauty stands by. #flowersofinstagram #school #routine #simplicityiseverywhere #outsidemundane #offlineisthenewluxury #write #poetry #words #readwriteunite #bhopal #capturetocreate #behindtheclassroomscenes #emptyschool (at Sanskaar Valley School)

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(whispering) Elio. Elio. Elio. Elio. Elio. Elio. Elio. Elioo #callmebyyourname #streetsofindia #aseriesofdoors #gates #apicturestory #dialogues #shadow #villages #travel #trips #telltales #streetphotography

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why does my life stops? this routine, a myth what if the light hurts my eyes? visibility of my existence, diminishes with daylight that's when I revive, to a better lie. March 9, 2018 #bharatbhavan #bhopal #madhyapradesh #streetsofindia #streetphotography #treesforlife #tree #beauty #travel #trips #telltales #readwriteunite #capturetocreate #exploretocreate #treesofinstagram #writersofinstagram #words (at Bharat Bhavan)

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~series being the stories of the doors at places to be, from years never known precisely, used and reused, cracks never seen, in the houses belonging to another, homes for the one who shed their blood and soul for thee. The beauty forgotten, as the soul slips away. Questionable beings of the time to begin with, looking through the windows, at the other side of life. If it ever be. ~ #journeyfrom2018 #apicturestory #doors #windows #awintertale #outsidemundane #offlineisthenewluxury #write #prose #doorstosoulandblood #simplicityiseverywhere #writersofinstagram #villages #lifestyle #houses #avillagehome #streetsofindia #travel #mudandsweat #aseriesofdoors #one (at Achalpur, Maharashtra, India)

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Of the many first’s, a rose from a student, to a teacher, they found standing in a corner. my first day with them, their heart so big, they see the beauty within. They will pass the chocolate meant for them to eat. Their adoration has no bound. They will get angry when you’re loud. a smile for a smile, in a mili second you’re mine.

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~Walking around the lights, in a wedding, not bothered about the couple, though they have my wishes for sure. The menu had dishes which haven't crossed my mind, and also the ones I have been thinking of eating for a while. So, I enjoyed the wedding. I had to go out and clear my head and fill my stomach. I did not have to meet anyone I knew a bit more than an acquaintance, just give my best friend company, who had to meet her mother in law, who kept her busy. Somehow, clicking pictures and looking at people talking among themselves becomes calming. I could get lost, without trying to concentrate at a stimulus for a long while. The weather was nice and chilly but a nice silk kurti with a dupatta and leggings, carried around with an eyeliner and earrings can give you that warmth a jacket won't fill in. I managed to get a candid. I have to post it next in this row. ~ 2:02 #awintertale #weddingseason #simplicityiseverywhere #tworingstoday #lights #apicturestory #fancy #traditional #kurtiday #writersofinstagram #prose #lifehappened #artlixirpoetry #wordpress #blog #ScatteredShowers

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I feel the vibration already

person: hey you ok?

me, dissociating: 

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Mine was a Lima love, dull grey and desperate as the city drizzle, and I think she loved me back in the same feeble way. Luis Loayza, A New Man

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Fancy #foodforsoul #panipuridays #foodporn #peace #okaybye

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there is a silence in those tranquil realities..

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there is a silence in those tranquil realities..

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there is warmth amidst these cold worlds..

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He read it through quickly and felt suddenly as warm and contented as though he'd swallowed a bottle of hot Butterbeer in one go. I, Sirius Black, Harry Potter's godfather, hereby give him permission to visit Hogsmeade at weekends.

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Chapter twenty-two, Owl Post Again

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it's like the entire world within you disappeared.

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I think I should live to read this tale..

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He took out his wand, touched the parchment lightly and said, ‘I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.’

And at once, thin ink lines began to spread like a spider’s web from the point that George’s wand had touched. They joined each other, they criss-crossed, they fanned into every corner of the parchment; then words began to blossom across the top, great, curly green words, that proclaimed:

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Chapter Ten, The Marauder’s Map.