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Continue reading →: Out of the shadows, into the light
I can vividly recall the thin pair of dry lips and the set of orangish tobacco-stained teeth peeping from behind as he used to grin at me. Raju was my middle-aged driving instructor when I was eighteen, and I remember how excited as I was on the first day of…
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Happy kitty, sleepy kitty, purr purr purr :3
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Continue reading →: Happy kitty, sleepy kitty, purr purr purr :3The past two weeks have been emotionally harrowing. Not only have I been facing severe existential crisis, I am also becoming increasingly anti-social. Not a good thing, I know. But I guess it’s just one of those phases. I really hope to get out of this rut soon, and put…
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Of College and Shooting stars
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Continue reading →: Of College and Shooting starsI have been procrastinating a blog post for a VERY long time now, thanks to the ever increasing ennui which has been on an all time high last month, but if there was going to be any reason for me to get my arse here and write, it was this:…
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Dilli diaries: Part III
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Continue reading →: Dilli diaries: Part IIIThis is the first time in five months that I’m sitting on my own bed, I’m sleeping in my fluffy blanket, and the first thing I see when I get up is my purple wall. I’M HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME! Coming home after staying at another place is quite indescribable, and only the…
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Continue reading →: Dilli Diaries: Part II
“Ambar pe milte hain kadmon ke nishaan, tere hi har shaam,Khidki pe likhe koi os ki boondon se, tera naam.”I cannot explain why this song makes me feel the way I feel when I listen to it. It brings back a lot of memories, and stirs emotions which I am…
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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 ☕
Butterflies and Hurricanes 