Butterflies and Hurricanes

childhood, college, crazy, didoo, family, friends, friendship, fun, happiness, holidays, home, leaving, life, Life the universe and everything, lost, love, madness, memories, moments, nostalgia, past, people, Poetry, school, short stories, silly, sister, thoughts, time, words, work, writing

Walking with Didi

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August 2, 2016

She always walked two steps ahead of me. Maybe because her legs were way longer than mine, and I had to walk twice as fast to keep up with her. But mostly because I was always too sleepy to be brisk walking so early in the morning. I would hastily shuffle…
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Bangalore, books, family, home, India, innocence, Life the universe and everything, love, moments, nostalgia, past, short stories, thoughts, time, Travel, words, work, writing

Chinky saves the day

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July 22, 2016

My little plastic box was baby pink, with multicoloured hearts all over it. It had a circular space right in the centre, with a transparent lid that let me see the contents inside at all times without having to open the box. It had all the money I had ever…
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Bangalore, Bombay, breeze, fiction, freedom, friends, friendship, happiness, holidays, home, independence, innocence, Life the universe and everything, love, memories, rain, short stories, silly, thoughts, writing

Staring at nothing

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June 16, 2016

“Do you stare at nothing anymore?” Ann had placed the book beside her, the bookmark’s string hanging sleepily between the pages. Ed looked at her as she sat on the cane swing in their balcony on a not-so-typical-Wednesday morning. They both had woken up feeling a little hungover, decided to call in…
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crazy, dream, family, farewell, friends, friends. love, goodbye, happiness, leaving, letter, life, Life the universe and everything, lost, love, memories, moments, nostalgia, pain, past, people, words

The fuzzy ball of energy that is you

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June 10, 2016

It has been 26 days since you left us. Twenty-six. As old as you were the day it happened. And as old as you will always be for all of us. It doesn’t seem right. To go on with our lives and pretend like life has to go back to…
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crazy, dance, family, Life the universe and everything, mom, moments, nostalgia, nostalgic, past, people

The Crazy in Us

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May 8, 2016

She’s a scatterbrain. She really is. She buys so many shoes that she often forgets about the new pair she’d bought recently, until she finds them months later, unknowingly, hidden somewhere in the deep recesses of one of her wardrobes. She hoards everything, from plastic boxes, to clothes that no…
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