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Start of Something New

new year resolution start of something new

Write more. My new year resolution. Simple. Right? Or maybe I should take a resolution to keep life simple. Simple = Happy. Right? There is something about being in between. Walking home from your school bus stop. Driving to work on a rainy morning. When the season changes. When it’s midnight. When a year is about to turn into another. This sensation of being in between brings with it a sense of possibility. A chance at wrapping things up. Starting…

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Shades of Grey

growing up shades of grey

The scene opens up to this rosy-cheeked vibrant little girl running from her governess, running away from rules, towards adventure. She watches her idols fight against the background of rising waters and soaring hills. What strikes me is the vibrant colours, the shine and this little girl with shining eyes thinking of valour and happy endings. She listens to those stories her mother tells her and is convinced that all she needs is that one chance to prove herself. She reaches…

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Woof.. Wooof..

maltese love first dog

I hadn’t planned on falling in love again. I was already in love. My heart didn’t have room for anyone else is what I firmly believed. So when I met him, I subconsciously kept my distance. He was not going to be my friend,  let alone one of my best friends! But, as it inevitably happens with love, something magical occurred. It was a stormy evening. He was not comfortable on the couch where I was working on my laptop.…

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A reason to smile

A reason to smile

Someone decided today’s is best friends day.. We wish you celebrate friendship every day.. Reposting.. I must writeFor I must capture this feelingWill it do, to put it on blog?While my head is still reeling..Shall what I put in words,Typed with my hand shakingMake sense to meWhen I re-read it in the morning?The strong sweet memory,Of friendship and night long talking.A decade has passed since we metAnd yet, in happiness, my heart is gushing. Have you had that one friend…

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Did you Smell the Roses?

Smell the Roses

Reposting since am without electricity at my house again… I returned home to darkness. They had disconnected power supply to my house because I had not paid the bill. Growing up, I lived in a city where power cuts were the norm. We had different forms of battery back up, which were crucial for some respite, but eventually they would all die down. I have survived in darkness. I have enjoyed watching the faint flicker of candlelight. Not because I was…

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Beauty and the Beast and Me

beauty and the beast and me

She is a girl who does not want the everyday life. She wants adventure. She does not want to settle to the mundane. She reads books and dreams.  Belle is in a fairytale. Belle is my favourite Disney princess as is Beauty and the Beast my favourite animation movie. I wanted to watch the new Beauty and the Beast since that first trailer I watched many months ago. It has the girl who will forever be Hermione Granger to me.…

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A Home Is…

Home Poetry

That wall against which I rest my tired head The last step sitting on which I stare blankly ahead I see my dog curled for hours in his happy spot From where he barks at neighbours no matter what The soothing hum of gently falling rain Sleepy at midnights I hear it time and again All around is wild green grass I never did mow I’ll throw away those sunflower seeds I never could sow The kitchen was forever mine…

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Mythology and More

Home Is Where The Light Is – A Diwali Memory

Home Is Where The Light Is A Diwali Memory

First, I thought about food that my dadiji (grandmother) would make every Diwali. It was as much part of the ritual of the day as the new clay idols that my mother would buy – Lakshmi (Goddess of wealth) and Ganesh (God of good luck and success). Diyas (tiny mud lamps) with oil and cotton wicks were spread out on the roof, window sills and boundary walls. I maintained a smug superiority because we used traditional diyas over the more common…

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Matters of the heart

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Call me old fashioned, but I have always liked love stories to have a tantalizingly slow build up. From irrational distaste to ardent admiration, in inimitable Pride and Prejudice style. Or maybe, have the hero and heroine running for their life with no time for love; but end up making a vow for life? That is what makes my heartbeat race. With Romeo Juliet, apart from the fundamental problem of them dying, the fact that they fall in love, confess and…

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Literature

The Boy Who Lived.. and how I have lived with him..

boy who lived how i lived with him

At the stroke of the midnight hour, the start of 31st of July, I stood in a parking lot waiting with hundreds of other people in a queue, in front of a brightly lit truck. The truck is called the Amazon Treasure Truck. And for this once, I can personally vouch for the treasure it carried within. I got my copy of Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. I have read all the books, of course. And watched all the movies.…

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