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A shallow dilemma

"The subtle art of losing it"- No, I am NOT some expert giving my perspective on the depth of life and its small cherish-able moments. In fact, if anything, I am doing the exact opposite. I am just a seventeen (soon to be eighteen!) year old girl who, like any other seventeen year old in …

Until the next stop

"Does the person create the journey or does the journey create the person?" - Louis Vitton // Punishing times like these call upon our reflection of the past. It urges us to think whether our calling in life has been met, or rather, what is our calling? // At the risk of sounding too ethereal, …

Utopia much?

Sometimes, just sometimes, it feels like everything is part of this big holistic dream, a dream that seems to be going on and on, consuming with it every minute, every second of our fleeting lives. This chain of ephemeral moments provides a vision of the so-called "ideal life", but also at the same time shows …

The power of not knowing

After toiling through my thoughts and with the assistance of some ridiculously reckless past decisions, I have come to the realization that emotional growth is as essential for us human beings, as Veganism is to a white girl or Cricket is to Indian men- it is inevitable but it comes with its own set of …

A Satanic tragedy

She is a beautiful paradox,A melody that could create havoc in your head,You could spend hours and hours toiling the thoughts in your mind,Just enough to make you wish you were dead.//She is born out of sins and chaos,A ravishing beauty of the utmost wilderness,In the world's eyes she is just an innocent coddled child,But …

The process of meeting me

// Maybe I haven't met all of me yet. Maybe it is an arduous process, maybe it will even take as long as a lifetime. It kills me to realize that I might never know myself completely, that there are parts of me hidden in places that I do not know exist within me, parts …

A reverberation of the past

Help me! she says as she trips back into the hole, Sin, not gravity, pulling her back to her roots, "I sensed you were near, dear" reverberates the familiar voice, "Nothing much has changed here since, just follow the rules." // She is addicted to all the bad things they warned you about, Misogynists, liars, …

The irreplaceable you

Existence is not accidental. The universe works in a certain way for a reason, be it good, bad or horrifying. Humans are born, birds lay eggs, plants reproduce; even the dispersal of the smallest seed into the ground is consequential. Nothing would be the same, if even one minuscule thing that exists on this planet …

A temporary forever?

"If that blue could stay forever, if that hole could remain forever; if this moment could stay forever" -Virginia Woolf Forever. The simple utterance of this word has the power to get back a person, a place or a distinct memory in millions of minds, all in the matter of a mere second; but what …

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