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Heartbeat

In amazing turns of events, you are closer and closer to either the biggest failure or the highest point of your life. You think what brought you here was one decision when it was thousands of little choices. The adrenaline rush is skydiving? No, it’s knowing what you’re going to do might be the worst of all but you do it anyway because it’s your chance to change your direction. A chance to…

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World's Book Day Special : My Journey with books

“I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! — When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.”― Jane Austen Rustling pages, woody aroma, thud on the table, scribbles on a notebook, and words that pierce the heart: every reader can relate to it. When I try to remember how my love for books…

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Dear Future Me,

Write a letter to your 100-year-old self. A century huh! I hope you are healthy enough to be able to read this letter. So, you are a hobbit after all. No surprise, given you are inside the Shire all the time. But I hope you had your share of adventures and most importantly had good company to fulfill those. As of now, I haven’t understood life. I’m still trying to find myself amongst my career,…

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Where would you go on a shopping spree?

Where would you go on a shopping spree? When it comes to shopping sprees, the first thing that comes to my mind is “Hobbies”. I love reading books so I would run straight to the bookstore. I would make sure to pick books from my “want to read” shelf of goodreads. Or maybe check out the best seller section. Shopping books based on authors is exciting too. I made a collection of Agatha Christie…

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Faceless

“Meet me at the next stop!” he said, putting his forehead against her for a few seconds, and hopped on the train. Those were the last words she remembered when she missed that train, her head on the clouds. To reach there fast was crucial. She saw the next train on the platform and quickly jumped in. On the way, she saw it was no closer to the ground but at an altitude. The path got greener, the…

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The Blood-Stained Painting

Image by Peter H from Pixabay He footslogged around the little town with a piece of paper in his hand. He was least bothered with his pants soiled due to potholes. Finally, he found the place. “23- Fortune street! I think I’m in the right place.” He thought. He moved his head upwards, his eyes staring at the height of the building. He moved forward and knocked at the door.There was a slow…

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Fairy tales: A real self-help

Fairy tales: A real self-help

We grew up listening to many fairytale stories from our elders or those illustrated glossy books. Each had a moral at the end that used to amaze us and leave us in wonder. As we grew up, we slowly forgot those stories and those morals. We started reading self-help books to understand the philosophy of life. But ever wondered what those tales wanted to tell us? Recently, I watched a K-Drama…

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About love

I have a lot in mind, but I don’t know how to put this together. I don’t even know why I’m writing it? Maybe I want to take something off my head. So here I go. People ask me why haven’t I found a man yet? They offer to help me find a date. But I feel so awkward about it. And because that’s not how I want it to be. I still believe in ‘crossing paths’. It may sound unrealistic, old school,…

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A 2000s kid

Image by Victoria_Borodinova from Pixabay A few days ago, I was watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S (for the nth time). That show aired from 1994-2004. This period included years when I wasn’t born, was born, I was a baby, a toddler, and a school-going child. So, I started drawing parallels with my life. For starters, Ben is older than me, whereas Emma is younger than me. But what fascinated me most was how…

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Snowfall

Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay Dreams have always fascinated me. Many of these dreams came back in my sleep, again and again, and again. I don’t know if they symbolize something. Some are nightmares, while others are pleasant. But there is one dream that lies somewhere between. I live near hills. When I say near, it means I still live in plains but from where the hills start. So we get…

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A Rough Draft

I took a little break from writing. And before writing this blog, I backspaced several times. I was not sure what I really wanted to write. As I am writing, I am still not sure. But then, does a writer really need a topic to express? As in the movie, ‘Finding Forrester’ William Forrester said, ” You must write your first draft with your heart. You rewrite with your head. The first key to writing…

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Image by Klappe from Pixabay When I was a little girl, I used to lay under the sky. I used to watch the clouds moving by. I used to think that I’m feeling the earth rotating. But when everything was clear and silent, there was one thing that gave me a different feeling. A soaring eagle high in the sky. I used to get a little scared. Why is it flying so high? How is she feeling watching down…

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Taking control

Image by Jackson David from Pixabay There are days when you feel different parts of your body going differently. You try bringing everything together, and still, you can’t catch anything. You feel your mind drifting to the other way, the fatigue not allowing you to get up and the body doing the regular work aimlessly. There is nothing wrong, but then there is nothing to feel good about as well.…

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the fortitude

Image by Fathromi Ramdlon from Pixabay What’s the most gallant effort you can make for yourself? I believe that lies in the depth of consciousness. Do you remember watching any movie or a show where they show the protagonist drifting between his or her angelic and evil self? This concept is called the Shoulder angel. The angel is conscience, and the devil is mostly the temptation. Even though…

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Golden blanket to a white princess: A Winter Diary in India

Golden blanket to a white princess: A Winter Diary in India

Image by Sheshagiri K M from Pixabay

I felt the arrival of winter when the warm little flames of diyas in Diwali, gave me an undefined comfort. It was a fusion of purified thoughts, happiness, and an embrace of nature. But still, there is some unfathomable depth about it.

Today, a writer who writes about the beauty of petrichor, the glow of summer, the flowers of spring, the fallen leaves of…

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Pink Romance Of Life

Pink Romance Of Life

Picture Source: Image by Mabel Amber from Pixabay

The cherry blossom trees loaded with pink flowers in spring are my idea of Romance. Imagine a picnic under its shade. Spreading out a comfy mattress, decorating it with a basket of baguette, a pack of butter, some brownies, cheese, and wine and dwelling in a different story while reading a book. A dream inside a dream, while living a dream.…

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TRAVELLING MIND: FOREVER

I was reading Alfred Lord Tennyson’s ‘The Brook’, transporting myself to the Ganga Ghat in Rishikesh, with melting hymns syncing with the clattering water and ringing bells that seem to welcome cold breeze, meeting with my soul. I closed the book softly and kept it inside my bag and that zip lock sound echoed as if asking me to change my mind before I leave.

I saw myself getting lost in the…