My exams having ended a while back, I’ve had enough time to recuperate. Thoughts of exams and related topics no longer strike fear in me nor does it send me into anaphylactic shock. As a result, it is only now that I can sit back and reminisce about my days in school. I kept thinking … Continue reading Macro, Micro and Memories
Like most children I was introduced to mythology through my grandparents’ stories. It not only kept me from getting into trouble, but wove magic that fed my imagination and quenched my curiosity.. This love has been further nurtured by the books I’ve read. Indian myths and I have a different bond, that emerged due to … Continue reading This is what Myths are made of
Sinking down with a sigh, the day's events run through her head, a sudden beep makes her smile. She welcomes her companion. Sharing their grief and happiness, drawing strength from each other. The white flickering screen, devoid of emotion, yet energising. Delivering thoughts to her friend, awaiting in a distant land, which seems so … Continue reading No Boundaries
I told ‘her’ but once, But now I wish I hadn’t. Hearing your pleas grate upon my ears, They ravage my heart, Which I wish was barren. I feel polluted inside Though I try to cleanse myself with consolation. Your cries, they haunt me, They ravage my heart. Which I wish was barren. … Continue reading Hidden within the dark
When does one yawn? When we’re sleepy, or in class when an important subject just happens to be filled with topics that have a strange affinity towards our yawns and not our attention. It just so happens that the above-mentioned relationship exists between Economics and I. My teacher is absolutely amazing, but there’s just something … Continue reading The Yawn Reaper
My blog is like a loaf of bread fresh out of the WordPress oven that has been put to cool on a rack. To simply put it, my blog is relatively new. These thoughts struck me as I was pondering over what to write next. I started a new post only to abandon it faster … Continue reading Blanched Almonds and AKMU
Summer was slowly coming to an end for 12th grader me, and to spice it up I was going to Bangalore. I had already planned each and every detail of my imaginary trip to Bangalore, which I’d take with my friends.
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