Today, I remembered my pet tortoises from childhood - Toto 1 and Toto 2. Toto 1 lived in a tub of water and ate boiled rice. I said bye to...
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I clicked this picture on January 23 at precisely 8:08 am. It was my 45th birthday and I was on my first morning safari in the Bandhavga...
As far back as I can remember, I've always had this desire to spend my birthday in a new place... waking up to new sights, sounds, t...
I don't get why most people think they have the right to judge your life's decisions, especially when you neither owe these people ...
I can't remember the last time I felt this way... Weightless, uncomplicated, ridiculously hopeful, and so much myself. All it takes is ...
If you have ever said "Snap out of it" to someone suffering from depression. If you have dismissed a person's mood swings as ...
I remember a breakfast table from long ago. There were two mugs of coffee—one green and the other blue; two plates with eggs done sunny-sid...
I’d give anything to be like that again. When I really didn’t know any better. It was probably the last time I believed in magic and forev...
You know that thing that makes you feel incomplete and uneasy and unwhole? The one that turns the entire world into an insipid rabbit ste...
Don't forget to smile. No one else does it like you. Smile like you can light up a room or the entire universe with just one flash of y...
"A poet is somebody who feels, and who expresses his feelings through words. This may sound easy. It isn’t. A lot of people think...
Shards of misguided interests come flying your way and bluntly bounce off the surface of your soul. While the one you've etched into th...
I inched towards the door of the train just before my stop. I looked out and then up. It was 8:38 pm and the sky looked like it bel...
It never ends. It just changes shape and design, and sometimes, colour too. It catches you off guard with its varying textures and thread...
The guy you had a massive crush on 10 years ago is now officially a senior citizen. The nicknames that your no-longer lover used for you 17...
Last year, this was what I had wished for: Dear Universe, All I want for 2016 is no gap between my two front teeth, and the following: ...
I recently attended a training program for Adobe Premiere Pro and it was a little like being back in school again, sitting in those ICSE M...
My favourite coffee mug and a view that I've sorely missed... Perfect winter mornings in a place I come to find my centre, time ...
Photograph by Fawzan Husain For experiencing the power of writing things down when they are mere thoughts or wishes in your head, and ...
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