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If…

If words could release the rues I’d write a 1000 page book If tears could beat the woes I’d cry out an ocean and more If pores of the skin could subsume the deluge I’d plug each pore with grit... Continue Reading →

The Christmas Feeling 🎅

What’s it about Christmas that makes me secretly so happy inside? Why do I feel like you feel on a  reunion with an old friend? That's because, of all festivals, Christmas is a favorite. And here’s why. Celebrations of Diwali,... Continue Reading →

Reminiscence

There’s no perfect rhyme or reason, no particular time or season, to reminisce about things, events or people. An old photo or a mere walk down an abandoned lane can bring a rush of memories and before you know, you... Continue Reading →

Childhood

A glimpse into the gone in the tales of yonder beyond the visage of newness there lies wonder curiosity freedom and impish glee such innocent bliss such poignant memories no place thus to be found no where thus seen ♥... Continue Reading →

Wistful

Remember those days when all we fought about were pencils and crayons? When pages were canvasses of trials and temptation of the coming together of ink and paper? ♥ Remember those days when all we cared about were the paper... Continue Reading →

Tangerine

When she got married, her mother spent sleepless nights. Oblivion engulfed her mornings, tea went cold each time, cups were returned to the kitchen counter, unbelievably from a tea-addict like her. ♥ Her favorite dishes, sweet and sour, left untouched... Continue Reading →

Dying Embers

Fire burnt the logs through the night, and all that was left behind were the dying embers... the warmth of your touch sinking deep under my skin, you were the fire slowly turning me to ash… under the starless sky, we... Continue Reading →

Long Lost

little things like secrets, like stories are bearers of poignant memories of sobs and smiles long lost  in the sands of time ♥ little things like secrets, like stories they make home and stay forever in some forgotten corner of the mind waiting to be sought and... Continue Reading →

Black

To me you'll always be the colour black concealing a part of me So dark so mysterious so seductive so rebellious Engulfing me heart and whole like the darkness  that surrounds There you are and yet not there cease to... Continue Reading →

Tell Me

Tell me you love me and there's nothing more I need to know  Tell me you hate me and there's nothing more I want to know Tell me  you want to give it a chance and there's nothing I would not... Continue Reading →

Irony

He walked tip-toed To not wake her from her sleep ♥ Hardly did he know She was not sleeping but drifting away ♥ In the arms of who awaited her on the other side ~ ~ ~ Asha Seth

Uncertain

The walks I take In the evenings, cold and dreary With the sun setting on the horizon I’m uncertain where I want to go The mornings I spend Wishing this and that Unhappy with what I have I’m uncertain about... Continue Reading →

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