Sometimes I cringe at my work Like Nobody gives a shit Tanu. That squirrel does not care about your homework The sun does not care how anxious are you. Maybe I think I think too much I make a mountain out of a grain But trust me When you are in that situation All you … Continue reading Floatation
"Yeh kya hai*. Didi, come join us, we are playing dumb charades. Don't be a bore." I am sitting inside my school bus as I'm writing this, and I'm thinking. Maybe the positioning of planets is to blame, maybe the rains are to blame, maybe the fact that I finally had 4+ hours of sleep … Continue reading Mind Dump
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Don't worry, I don't normally look like a racoon. This picture is of me during an MUN (Model United Nations) in school. After an exhaustingly fun day of shouting, running errands, marking sheets, giving speeches, sHOUTING and leading a pretend committee, my feeble attempts at eyeliner remind me why I never put on make up … Continue reading Why I blog.
Of course you're not going to be interested to read this!
"Lol I hate myself." I don't.
Poetry is an excuse When you are too lazy to use punctuation Too lazy to tame your words When you really don't care When you care too much When the heart runs quicker than the brain When you too deeply love the muse Poetry is a poetic excuse. Poetry is how my thoughts look like … Continue reading Poetry
I know, it was very bad of me. I know I should have been regular. I know I am not a good blog-runner. Accha baba sorry na. (I don't know if you noticed but I figured out how to put in a picture! *pats self on the back*) I was on a social media hiatus … Continue reading Sorry
"U r a feminist? U h8 men!"
Bonjour, fellas. Since you and I, we are friends now, it's only fair that you know about the special people in my life. First, comes my mother. She is a lady, whose picture would be used as an example to the word 'elegance'. She is beautiful, unbelievably melodious, hard working and intelligent. She could be … Continue reading My Mother