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Of Love, Long Distance Relationships, Longing and Hope.

Standing on the bus stop today at central silk board with my sister, waiting for our overnight bus to drop her off at her college in Manipal, I saw a young couple of my age hugging. Hugging. Holding each other.... Continue Reading →

The Pied Piper.

There! There it was again. That haunting strain of music making me go to the window time and time again, pulling aside the blinds, trying to find a glimpse of the hand that was strumming the guitar in that addictive... Continue Reading →

The Outsider.

Blue. Kettles and tea cups. The fine lines on that old English wall. The patterns.. no that tiny little smudge on the table cloth. The bed that was not in a parallel line to the wall. Blue. The tiny mismatch... Continue Reading →

She Was Weird.

She was weird. Certifiably weird. I mean, who else says that she has fallen in love with “blue”? Or the number eight? Or a tree? That the universe speaks to her when its raining. Storms. She used to love storms.... Continue Reading →

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