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Continue reading →: I WonderI wonder if governments will look up at the blue skies At the clean rivers and lakes and stars, and for once look beyond profits, investments and balance sheets I wonder if they’ll look at the pollution levels plummeting and feel a new bud of possibilities sprouting inside of them…
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Continue reading →: DownpourOnce upon a time, humans woke up to realise the sun had become toxic. It had turned on them in a way that even the tiniest beam of light on their skin could burn it right to the bone. The very light that gave them life suddenly became life-threatening. The…
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Continue reading →: The LetterHey you, It happened again, didn’t it? I’m so sorry. It seems like no matter how hard we try, we just can’t seem to make it work. I’ve tried. Trust me, I really have. I know you have too. And I don’t blame you for not wanting to be with…
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Continue reading →: LullabyDo you have dreams that are so intense you wake up believing—nay—you’re convinced they had to be true on some level like in another dimension, they were real? In my dream last night, I found a special lullaby Written inside a crusty novella I found in an old bookshop Nicked…
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Continue reading →: DefinitionsNew words that should be added to our dictionaries in 2020: Solitudifinia: The uneasy feeling of enjoying the quiet and solitude of social distancing (no traffic, no public transport, leisurely chai in the balcony), but also being hyper aware of your privilege and feeling somewhat guilty for being so comfortable…
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 