"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
Here, another thing off my bucket list. This is my first post, first time ever, and I want it to be special (I know I will cringe at this line years later.) As I am running short of puns and funny one-liners, I think it's better to start with a simple introduction. Hello, any fortunate … Continue reading My First Post