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Continue reading →: 9 hours before an External Examination.
For some reason, I think this is the perfect time to write this blog entry. Because I’m ‘in it’, so I can write about it better. It’s been 16 years. 16 years of incessant tests, exams, marks, assignments, homework, vivas. We don’t really realize it, but come to think of it,…
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Continue reading →: It’s been two Awesome decades! :D
For months I’d been dreading my birthday. I didn’t want to be twenty. Twenty just seemed too big a number. I didn’t want to be twenty at ALL. Twenty means you’ve lived for two decades. Twenty means you’re not that innocent, cute little kid anymore. Twenty is when you…
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Continue reading →: Light My Fire!
BOOM! An ear-shattering explosion right outside which makes you jump out of your skin. The stench of smoke so strong it enters into your nostrils and even into your rooms. Battered, torn, little red paper bits scattered all across the streets outside. Little children running around every nook and corner…
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Continue reading →: Dark Tranquility.
You never think, or you never hope at least, that it would happen to you. Except when it does. Your mind goes into this unfocused, deplorable, demonic state and you achieve an inexplicable pleasure in being miserable. You like it when you’re lonely, you like it when sleep eludes you…
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Continue reading →: MY BEST FRIEND.. who I loved, and lost.
THE LAST WORD I still remember that short, fair, spectacled girl who came to our school in the 11th grade. She was subdued, shy, and quiet and she would always sit at the exact same spot with the same girl as her partner every single day. Maryam Salman came all…
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 