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Continue reading →: BalloonI’ve always struggled with heightened emotions. I used to fight them earlier, but now I just feel what I feel. When you walk with an open heart, you feel a lot of pain. But you also feel all other emotions intensely: joy, love, contentment, peace. And I’d rather live my…
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Continue reading →: उड़ानहमारा समाज हमें अपने काम खुद करना नहीं सिखाता हमारे घर कोई और बनाता है, खाना कोई और सफ़ाई कोई और करता है, कपड़े कोई और सीता है मिस्त्री गाड़ी ठीक करता है, बढ़ई फ़र्नीचर बनाता है हमारे जीवन का हर एक पहलू किसी और की बदौलत चलता है मेरी…
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Continue reading →: NowhereAt Nowhere Station, the Animal Express chugged to a lazy halt. While the horses departed with long faces, the giraffes were relieved they could finally stop sticking their necks out. The hens were clucking their way out the door when suddenly, a baby chicken cried out. “Mom, I think I’ve…
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I’m Astha
Welcome to my blog. I use this space as a pensieve: a place to store my memories and feelings. It’s a rest house. An easy chair. A watering hole for the soul. I’m glad you’re here. Take a look around, make yourself at home ☕
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