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The Musing Quill

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Delhi is not far – An Excerpt

In Pipalnagar there is not exactly despair, but resignation, an indifference to both living and dying. The town is almost truly reflected in the Pipalnagar Home, where in an open courtyard surrounded by mud walls a score of mental patients... Continue Reading →

Dear Reader…

Dear Reader, You & I, we haven't met but you are more than a friend. We haven't shared a talk but you are my secret keeper. You've been patient when I had to rant, and lent me peace of your... Continue Reading →

Tsundoku

And each time I end up telling myself not this time not again Mum's going to yell Dad's going to be mad ♥ I end up stopping myself Pull my outstretched arm back I won’t fall for you this time... Continue Reading →

The Book Lover

She read books. Devoured the words. Let sentences consume her. Drowned in the writer's thoughts, she experienced a liberation she long sought. ♥ She read books. Wallowed in their magic. Allowed the stories to fill the gaping holes. And heal... Continue Reading →

Excerpt – If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller

The novel you are reading wants to present to you a corporeal world, thick, detailed. Immersed in your reading, you move the paper knife mechanically in the depth of the volume: your reading has not yet reached the end of... Continue Reading →

A Bookish Nudge

As voracious readers, at times, we feel weighed down by our reading commitments and challenges. So for all such readers like me, here’s a little nudge to keep you going. Here are a few of my favorite quotes from famous... Continue Reading →

Book Nerd Quirks

Have you ever lied to your parents or friends? Because you had your heart in a book! Have you ignored people, consciously cruelly? Because you had your heart in a book! Have you had sleepless nights? Because you had your... Continue Reading →

But Don’t Write Poetry!

Go to Tibet Ride a camel. Read the bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a beard. Circle the world in a paper canoe. Subscribe to The Saturday Evening Post. Chew on the left side of your mouth only. Marry a... Continue Reading →

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