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Continue reading →: Awakenings
It was a regular exam day. I, as usual, was running late and was hurriedly revising my formulae during the last ten minutes while frantically searching for my socks and looking for my hair band. Mom barged in my room and asked whether I had breakfast. I blabbered irritably, “No…
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Continue reading →: Sniffly post
“Take me out tonight, Where there’s music and there’s people And they’re young and alive. Driving in your car, I never never want to go home Because I haven’t got one anymore. Take me out tonight, Because I want to see people and I want to see life” This…
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Continue reading →: Old Friends
I went out for a walk to take a break from studying. Walking amidst the fog, looking at people slowly emerging through the mist, puppies playing about, people on bicycles with faces covered with mufflers, and the sensation of the cool moisture against my face.. it was all so…
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Continue reading →: In your Face, book!
I love the chill of winters. I love how cold and pink my toes are and I’ve to wear colourful socks to keep them warm. I love how I’m all cuddled up in my quilt and the warm laptop feels good on my belly. I love the steam in the…
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Continue reading →: A Saucerful of Secrets
Sleep continues to elude me. Another night. Sigh. I don’t know why I’m always trying to determine whether I’m happy or sad. If only I stop doing that, I will save so much of time to do the things I want to do. And take care of pending tasks. I…
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 