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Perhaps, it is meant to be. So, I had been racking up my mind for a while now. Where do I start? How do I
23rd February, 2019
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What we seek has always been in front of us; well, mostly.
Perhaps, it is meant to be. So, I had been racking up my mind for a while now. Where do I start? How do I
I haven’t written much lately. I would give it a standard name, a commonly known symptom that actual writers have. The writer’s block. I have
Alarm. Snooze. Alarm. Angry shouts. Alarm. Snooze. Brush. Rush. Coffee. Work. Coffee. Play. Coffee. Angry Shouts. Work. Cycle. Coffee. Cycle. Set alarm. Day after night,
I see the happy faces, the ones that glow from inside, the joy radiating in their eyes. Perhaps, the rest of the world seems so
Time is so important. Or to be more precise, timing is even more important! Who knew? I remember the time I had a crush on
____ Flower Show xx17, Bengaluru, Karnataka © ajaykontham © theShadedShadows © FramedParadox
Finally, I got recognized. “What? Worst Blogger Award?” and that’s how the roasting started. I could have avoided that, if I didn’t leave that disclaimer at
An award is an award is an award. I don’t remember the last time I received an award in blogging. No, we don’t have Award ceremonies
The world came to a standstill. The voices faded into the background. The commotion, so far yet so near, buzzed like a constant reminder. The
It only takes a spark to get the fire going. And soon all those around can warm up in its glowing. That’s how it is
