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Bombay to Nagpur

The thing about Mumbai is that if you go ten yards, you find all of the human existence exposed. It is an incredible carnival of

The Pursuit of Solace

Be it in professional or personal life, we all come across situations where we get defeated. Situations where we lose something or someone that we

The Little Things

The tiny white flowers, on the bright green bushes outside my hostel building, with their daub of yellow in the center, have made me smile from the very first day. I even have a picture of me with one of them in my hair. I plan to preserve one of them and take it along with me when I leave this place, as a reminder of the beauty and simplicity that this place has offered.

Law of Attraction

It’s hard for us to imagine that our thoughts which are intangible, can reap tangible benefits. It’s amazing how there is a period of slack between what we need and what manifests. Along these lines, we can hindsight our decision and recognise in the event that we truly need it. Envision a situation where you want a pet lion and it turns into a reality.

Retrospection

This is something imperative for the new generation (in which I’m also a part of). We tend to overlook the past very effortlessly because of the happiness (materialistic or otherwise) showered upon us by our parents. Hence, we fail to remember the struggle they went through and all the minute things they did to give all that we have today without presenting a single sign of abhorrence. We might never understand their great effort but, looking back we can appreciate them and make us more responsible and accountable.

Secret Santa

It was the 25th of December and I was waiting for my Santa to arrive on his sleigh, although I doubted he will. I was 12 years old then and he had not come. The other kids were buying candies and new clothes as I wiped the fog off the windshield when they stopped at a traffic signal. I wondered that the kids have everything. Good food, good clothes, an easy life and most importantly a bright future.

A Courier

They both had grown together sharing the same chapters of their stories. Words would fall short to explain their bond. Before one could speak, the other knew exactly what he/she wanted. Sarcasm and wits had been their usual way to address one another.

Lost in Oblivion

I am ready to take the pain of death which might be equal to hundreds of crabs biting a human body at once. But wait… I don’t want my soul to get lost here forever… what if…

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