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Continue reading →: Stillness.
There is something about the night time, When the breeze doesn’t blow and the moon doesn’t shine. When the stars don’t smile down at you, A feeling of being in sync with nature. The ebony sky stares back at me, resting Its eyes closed, and its arms enveloping me. I…
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Continue reading →: Gotta love them TV shows!
I ordered another book on Flipkart! :O Gaaaaaaahh, someone needs to close this website down! (Okay, NO! I don’t mean it. It’s the best site ever. Period.) But I’ve ordered so many books in the last few months when I already have so many books lying around that I have…
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Continue reading →: Futility
This completely resonates with how I’ve been feeling lately. The futility of life “I see an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables – slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re the middle children of…
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Continue reading →: Wind of Change
So, it’s happening 🙂 It’s finally, actually happening. I’m going to Pune. This is one of those moments when I don’t even know if it’s real or not. When it’s so big that you’ve to keep questioning yourself “Is it really happening?” “Is it?” “Wait, really?” When it’s so new…
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Continue reading →: Love thyself.
Amongst the innumerable things that I miss about school is one of my History teachers Sister Dorothea. She is an expressive, passionate, awesome lady. Many students used to think of her as a nutbag because she used to come across as too strong and sometimes very strict in an insane…
Hello,
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 