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Just kidding!
Hello 👋! How are you all doing? I’m doing good and have been busy with work, festivities, travel, house chores, weather change etc etc. I’m sure you remember my post on “Adulting” which was me trying to be funny and my way of laughing on my pain..hehehe (cries a little) 🫠 Today we’re gonna laugh…
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I’m catching up
Hello everyone! I’m sorry I’ve been away for some time and haven’t been able to read, write or interact with you all. I got busy with work and some travelling but I’m catching up. I’m slow and take time to read blogs but I’ll reach you I promise! In case I don’t please please please…
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Flatmates
Hi, my name is Rocky. I live with my best friend Sunny in a tiny house in the woods. We have our rooms and anyway I don’t need too much space. Sunny and I do everything together. We eat together, play together, watch random tv shows, go for walks, chat endlessly for hours and when…
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Cheers!
I visited a couple of cafés last week in Manali and these encouraging pics caught my attention! So I leave you with these hoping you’d pour yourself a glass 🍸 🍻 🍷 🥃 🥂 “ I drink to make other people more interesting” Ernest Hemingway
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Scenes from the train 🚅 🚆
It’s the starting station on a Saturday afternoon. So it’s quieter than the usually more busy interchange stations on working weekdays. There’s a Waterpark nearby that is playing loud obnoxious music 🎶 to which disinterested people are dancing 💃 disinterestedly. The train just arrived and despite there being no crowd people rush in to secure…
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Fire and ice
My heart was racing at the sound of the doorbell. There were butterflies in my stomach. Butterflies that I hadn’t felt in a very long time. I knew he felt the same on the other side of the door. I looked at myself in the mirror before letting him in. I thought he would grab…
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A wave of sadness 🌊
You know those days, when you want to call someone and say something but you don’t know who to call and what to say. I hate those 😡 😔 We like to believe that we’ve grown up and all the life’s shit is sorted but then you have one of those days. And if you…
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जहां तू रेहता था कभी (Where you once stayed)
I wrote something in Hindi which is my mother tongue and for some reason it gives me a different level of comfort when I write something in Hindi. It soothes my soul. But I know a lot of you are more comfortable in english so I’ve tried to translate the poem while struggling to maintain…
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Feeling alive
Now I feel my heart, beatUnlike I ever did beforeMaybe I was incomplete It is something indiscreetThat I think I adoreNow I feel my heart, beat Too long in a backseatShame, I want moreMaybe I was incomplete Savory, bitter, sour, and sweetAs I exploreNow I feel my heart, beat It feels quite concreteWhatever be in…
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The day after yesterday
Here’s the second part to my previous fiction. Although both can be read independently but you can read the first part of this story here. I remember lying helpless on the floor and closing my eyes to wait for death. I remember looking at myself from a distance with bruises all over and trying to…
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Some more time to heal
I dreamt of growing old togetherAnd together we’d turn greyBut with every passing dayYour memory fades away. I felt darkness was there foreverThere forever from dusk to dawnWe stood still, while you were goneWhen life became a game of pawns. I find it hard to recall, hard to rememberTo remember, what life once was aboutI…
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The story of dead legs
As you’d have noticed from my photo blogs, I love to travel. Me and my husband both do. He also loves walks and hikes. I am a bit lazy in this respect but somehow I get convinced everytime to take up these incredible hikes. And while the views are amazing, the pains next day are…
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Scenes from the Café ☕🍰
A quaint little café in a busy, busy market of Delhi. And here I was sitting idle, going tap tap tap on my laptop 🧑💻 observing people as they carry on with their lives. I eavesdrop on them, because well, that’s the kind of person who I am who easily gets distracted by background chatter.…
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What happened last night?
I woke up in the kitchen with bruises all over my body. Everything hurt like I had been twisted in a hurricane. What happened last night? Why do I remember only parts of it? I went to bed at around 10 p.m. despite it being a Friday night. I wanted to fall asleep. Not because…
Midnight Musings 