I remember back in 2009, I used to be quite active on my blog, making posts almost on a daily basis. It was a time when I also used to read...
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Today is my mother's first death anniversary. We had a memorial service for her at the church yesterday, followed by a visit to her gra...
I fall back on my pillow defeated, and lifelessly drop my phone by my side. You flared up and raised your voice at me for the umpteenth ti...
"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...
I don't think of you as often anymore, but when I do, it's always the things that I know I will never get over. Like the time ...
I've reached the end of romance. Its tender undertones and subtle seduction now seem to dry up quicker than the rain than sprays off my...
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...
Thanksgiving is around the corner and while I am not American and have never celebrated the occasion, I have decided to do a series of po...
When was the last time you had a good conversation? Or even a meaningful conversation and not just "intersecting monologues", as ...
Image credit: Vitaliy Denega via Bored Panda I chanced upon this image while going through my Instagram feed this morning and was...
It's 3 am and I'm up like a complete fool with nothing to do except wait until Mr. Sandman decides to knock me out. That just remin...
I'm trying to adjust to my new eye glasses for the second time in a couple of months. The first time there was a marginal error in the ...
I started writing because I used to be a painfully shy kid who found it difficult to speak. I remember being asked questions by adults...
It’s 9 am on this misty Thursday morning and I feel like standing out in the balcony, licking tiny spoonsful of chilled white cream. Be...
A ‘Dear Diary’ post after ages… Just because… I woke up at 4 am today. Left one home at 5:30, and entered another at 7. Stepped...
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