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Continue reading →: Wear Sunscreen
I’ll give you three good reasons to read this blog post. First, read it if you want to read/hear something beautiful. Second, read it if you want to feel good about life. And finally, read it if you want to know why this song which my best bud shared with…
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Continue reading →: I feel..
Like an a corrugated iron nail in the ocean Like the wax sliding down a candle Like a fish thrown on the shore by the vindictive waves Like a lonely stranger walking alone on a cold winter night Like the smoke that blows away into eternal nothingness Like a sad…
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Continue reading →: When I think of Bombay..
When I think of Bombay I think of the never ending flyovers and the palm trees. I think of the million CCDs specked everywhere. I think of the humidity. I think of the local trains, vada pav and bhel. I think of the beaches, the malls and the big buildings.…
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Continue reading →: Mary and Max
I saw Mary and Max by Adam Elliot yesterday. And I HAVE to talk about it. Because I can’t get it out of my head. It was one of the most sublime, deep, endearing black comedy movies I’ve ever seen. It’s a true story about how a lonely little eight…
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Continue reading →: The Weekend
My spurtal buddy came to town to give me a visit for the weekend. It was beyond amazing. Beyond perfect. Right from the moment I saw him walking towards me, smiling from ear to ear when I went to pick him up at the station; to the time he peeped…
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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 