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Bottle stardust in mason jars and hang them from the cherry tree.... . #watercolour #watercolor_art #watercolor #watercolor_guide #watercolor_painting #watercolor_gallery #watercolorpainting #artoftheday #art #artsy #art_spotlight #artist #artistsoninstagram #artwork #artofinstagram #tree #silhouette #starrynight #galaxysky #tanabata #instadaily #inspired #gardenpebbles #pebbles #blue #winsorandnewton #prussianblue (at Kolkata,West Bangla,India) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzphooiApv_/?igshid=cpdoq05xni0l

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New style . #door #watercolour #watercolor_art #watercolor #watercolor_guide #watercolor_painting #watercolorpainting #watercolor_gallery #artoftheday #art #artsy #art_spotlight #artist #artistsoninstagram #artwork #bluedoor #doors #fineliner #flowers #creepers #topsyturvy #brickhouse #postcard #handmade #instadaily #instagram (at Shimla) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzfXGGWgNwr/?igshid=b2tle31sujj4

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My first published article online #globaldailytimes #internship #RavishMalhotra

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Freedom, Stanza :1 #poems #TravelClicks #rishikesh

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7 PEOPLE I WANT TO BECOME IN 2017 
 1. The accountable and responsible grown up who doesn’t let pride come before reliability. 
2. The girl who wakes up at the same time every morning and uses a planner and checks her calendar before making commitments. 
3. The girl who drinks coffee when it’s convenient on a day out in a cafe or on a study day, not as a daily drug. The girl who drinks water every day and only drinks water.
 4. An unapologetic warrior. The type who doesn’t feel weak for having bottled up emotions and doesn’t feel like a child being teased for everything. The type who is blunt and honest and confident enough to make anyone who questions her question why they ever felt it was ok to do so. 
5. The girl who works out 5 times a week no matter what time of year it is or what sport season it is. Working out is for me not for the team. I can be a healthy and active person all year round and lend my commitment to sports when it’s time. 
 6. The girl who makes her bed and does one thing every day. A day wasted in bed is a day someone else could have lived better. Someone else always wishes they had the resources and opportunities in my hands and a day wasted in bed dishonors my past and future. 
 7. The girl who is hopeful. Hopeful for a better tomorrow every day and hopeful for all of the horrible weighing troubles to ease.

writtwithwitt  (via wnq-writers)

Indeed

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Bright #CloudDance #SunDance #KolkataDays

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Twinkle #chandeliers #DurgaPuja #KolkataDays

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Diya #DurgaPuja #KolkataDays

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Fumed #CloudDance #KolkataDays

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Empty days

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Rumble

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Life’s blood

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Day:1 The Demon lurks in the darkness. "It's too short, this life you have" she whispers to Serene. Serene laughs. "That is why I must live every moment, so that when my time runs out, I'll know it was a life well live." The demon is silenced. "I'll come again", she promises. Day: 2 "They won't remember you, they won't shed a tear when you're gone." She tells Serene. "Isn't that why I should try to remember myself? It wouldn't matter if they wouldn't shed a tear when I'm gone, I'd rather they spared a smile while I'm here." Serene replies. "Tomorrow again" the demon disappears. Day:3 " what would you achieve by living? Nothing matters in the course of time!" Serene smiled. The demon was beside her, in her bed. She almost thought she isn't coming today. "I am nothing. But while I am, what I do matters. When I cease to exist, I will cease to exist. Till then it matters to me." Serene replies, falling asleep.

Write a story about a demon that follows your main character around and tries in every way possible to break their will to live. They say things like “Your life’s too short, why bother with anything,” and things along those lines; but somehow, your main character finds those demeaning words to be the exact reason WHY they live.

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The tempest you feel when angry, is called red. The serenity that engulfs you when at peace, is white. The laugh of a child is the colour yellow. The nothingness when you're lonely, is tinted blue. The innocence of a adolescent boy, is green. The love of a young woman is crimson. And when the smoke clears, the destruction of the world is black.

Explain a color to a blind person.

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In Between

Between ‘I have done’ and ‘I could have done’, there flows a river. We can’t do all we want; and to say that ‘I have no regret’ is to lie. At a crossroad, at every crossroad, there is a path that we take and another that we could have taken. Not every road we choose is the right one. And when we realize that we could have taken a better road, we are bound to have regrets. We are bound to think, ‘What if…’, ‘If only…’, ‘I should have…’ or ‘I could have…’. We will regret that we took the wrong decision, we will envy those who have taken a right one. But we will still be where we are. We can not always go back to that crossroad and take the other path. So, between ‘I have done’ and ‘I could have done’, there flows the river of time. we can be either on this side or on that one. A few lucky ones and even fewer wise ones are on the satisfied, pleased and happy side, the ‘right’ side. They have chosen wisely and thoughtfully, or they just got lucky. They move forward with a smile. Most of us are on the wrong, regretting, discontent side. We rant and we complain, and we go on with a grunt. But on some fateful days, we are happy or even proud to be where we are. Then there are those who are trying to cross that river. They are lost forever, because they are stuck in between ‘what is’ and ‘what could have been’.

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Sometimes you can’t control where your mind goes. You just have to train it not to go there anymore.

It Ends With Us by Colleen Hoover (via bookshavetobewritten)

And find a new place where you can lead it to.

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I for one like chaos. Chaos looks good on me.”

Ally Carter, Uncommon Criminals (via b-ookquotes)

Because I know chaos.