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I saw one post which mentioned that girls dress up to take the trash out, washing dishes, to go to the mall, when going to the beach and for everything else. I want to inform the guys who make such posts the reason I dress up. I am not a feminist and I am not…
My brother is one awesome blogger. Too bad that bugger removed his blog after he went to Canada for his higher studies. I remember sneaking in to read his blog when I was in school. Some of the posts were just so funny and good that I would talk about them to our parents. Well…
Doodling is one of my hobbies. Not much of an artist but this one particular kind got my eye and started doing it about a year ago. I mean who won’t love to doodle on your books? I had done it quite a few times. Here are some stuff I have done: You can…
Recently I got a perm. For folks who don’t know what a perm is, let me explain it. It is a short form for permanent curls. Actually it is the short form for permanent styling. But then people call permanent straightening as just simply straightening so the word perm stuck to the curling alone. So…
This is a normal blog where I am going to post my reviews. Short ones, long ones, about books, about movies, about my day to day activities and what not… That is me and this is how I work!
Ah! After a while I am posting a story and boy Love is in the air!! So I thought why not write about it….On to the story… “Its 12:30pm now and you are listening to All about Love with me; your all time favourite, Nara! Today’s question is: What is the one thing that you…
It sure has been a while now! Well don’t let me waste your time now. On to the story! The place was packed. Just what I wanted actually! I mean no sarcasm here. Maybe there is a tiny bit of sarcasm, but that is not the matter at hand now. We both occupied a table…
Lately I have had little to no inspiration to sit and write. Not just stories, but even my journal or anything for that matter. I keep asking myself what has happened to me? I used to pen down plots for at least 2 stories /fan-fictions per day. Now I am not even able to continue…
To: Bindhu From: Anil Subject: Enticing one hour of my life!!! Hey Bins!!!! How are you? Are you done with your god damn PhD? It’s boring here without my personal entertainer… I know you are rolling your eyes now and now you will have a stupid smile because I just know you so well. You…
Her brain told her that it was not a good idea to stand where she was standing and do what she was about to do. But she had turned a deaf ear to it! All that she wanted to do is cherish the moment. This might even be her last moment!!! Valerie inhaled, loving the…
Good Bye! This word is my favourite word in the world. Because when people say good bye, they mean it. If they don’t mean it, they never say it. Some say that this word ends it all. But I say that this is the word that happens to be the beginning for an awful lot…
I know that I am kind of digging my own grave my writing this post, much rather writing this blog. Not exactly the whole blog! Some people do like my stories. Its apparently these rantings that many people are not interested in. It does make my blog looks like a personal diary!But honestly people! It…
One of the first comments after I posted that story was “Who is that guy?”I had to Laugh out Loud for real! If I had found such a guy, I won’t writing stories like this. So what made me write this particular piece? Well, I was home alone one evening. My parents will be coming back…
There was this nagging feeling that just wouldn’t go away no matter what. Whenever I posted a story, I would put up a small passage explaining how I came up with it. But then this blog is to narrate that part in detail right? I almost smacked myself coming to that realization. Not only did…
“Papa! Why is uncle crying?” Five year old Amanda tugged at her father’s leg. Lifting her up, her father smiled and replied “He is crying because he is happy!” looking at the elderly man sending off his newlywed daughter with her husband. “People cry when they are happy?” The naive little girl asked. With a slight…