Love Letter – 2

My dearest, my dream-catcher, How you manage to weave a dream for me every time I try to sleep and make me smile is something I need to understand. Not because you do it too well, but because I want to learn how to do the same for you. Here I am, waiting for you. […]

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When the day begins and you open your eyes, Sleep melts into consciousness… You start walking again on your walk of life Until you find sleep, waiting for you, To soothe your mind… To help you find… What’s there, hidden deep… In the subconsciousness, Where secrets creep… In the dreamy world, Where thoughts reap… And you […]

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Love Letter – 1

My Dearest, I sit here tonight, at my usual study desk, in a pensive mood. The wind is playing with the curtains and the moon is out in the sky for her nocturnal walk. I just don’t feel sleepy enough to crawl under my sheets yet. I am thinking of you. I have been thinking […]

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Where’s the problem?

Most teenage dreams are shattered because of the slight differences that they fail to realize, between Love and Infatuation. I found an article on it in and felt it is worth sharing. Hope you will enjoy reading this study. Love and Infatuation are both intense emotions that one feels for another person. These feelings are most often confused for […]

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“Hey! So, you were made last night?” “Yes… And I’m not so happy you know…” “Yeah… I can guess that from your tone… But what type are you?” “I’m really sad…” “Aww… That’s not good…” “Are you a happy one?” “Oh yes, I am a really happy one!” “It’s a pity we can’t see each […]

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Somebody is Me…

I have huge wings that I cannot hide and a feeling in my heart that I cannot deny. I am in such a fix that there is no going ahead and no turning back either. I am hoping to find an answer soon…  But I don’t know how… I have never seen so much blood […]

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I picked up my mocha latte and hurried towards office. No car today. The chill had set in quite bad and it was very foggy for a happy morning. The smoke from my coffee seemed to whirl up and disappear in the chilly fog settled on the grass and amidst the trees. Winter—beautiful yet so severe; mysteriously […]

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