I have discovered…

Have you had a friend who is depressed and loves to tell you about it? Loves to talk about his pains and misfortunes and how unfair this world is? Trust me, it gets addicting to talk about misfortunes and the unfairness of this world. I have discovered that this world is full of chances and... Continue Reading →

A Fantasy!

I don't like to talk about the time when we dined in a five star hotel or about the time when you took me to your yacht and we sailed through the sea like sailors and you talked about all the fishes you have ever caught there. No, I love to talk about these things... Continue Reading →

On My Way I Saw…

They say, everyone has a story. I agree, but not all are worth writing about. Not all are worth wondering about and not everyone can write them down and make them wonderful. But then there are writers. They see people, assume stories about them and wonder. And there is no harm in wondering, I guess,... Continue Reading →

Flowers Worth Writing About!

I have never liked roses, especially the red ones. I feel that they get extra attention and extra credit while there are hundreds of flowers whose name we don't even remember or know at all. When I visit a florist, I expect it to be so full of variety yet, there are artificially coloured sunflowers,... Continue Reading →

My Magical Vision!

I hate my phone camera! It never capturs what I intend to capture with it. It is always a bit too late. It never shares the magic I see. It is always focusing on the mundane things while I am trying to get it to see magic. It gets the light wrong and never gets... Continue Reading →

Living!

Once upon a time, I thought I would love to die rather than live this miserable life. But then I was clinging to bits and pieces of life. I would not want to leave my diary behind and I wasn't ready to burn it or throw it away either. I would still hope of having... Continue Reading →

A gentle reminder to self

This is life and its not supposed to be all giddy and sweet and full of well dressed drama. No, this is life, where things are grey and colourful and sad and happy and tears and so many things that you get tired counting and sometimes just want a proper nap. But not even that,... Continue Reading →

Little things!

I don't like to talk about the time when we dined in a five star hotel or about the time when you took me to your yatch and we sailed through the sea like sailors and you talked about all the fishes you have ever caught. No, I love to talk about these things but... Continue Reading →

About hurts and happiness.

What gives you happiness and what hurts you? I don't remember which birthday it was but I have this memory of my brother climbing down his bicycle, and trying to hide a book inside his shirt and I caught him. And laughing, he gave me my gift. That was happiness. My brother remembering what I... Continue Reading →

Diary #6

You know how some parents are, they just give birth and leave the children to be by themselves and those kids begs for their attention. Some parents give too much attention that the child gets tired of them and there are some who are normal but there is no manual to teach parents when to... Continue Reading →

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