Love and Sanity

I wonder if love and sanity are same! When I say, I'm in love — does this mean I'm sane or insane?!

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Beautifully Flawed

To all those who are crazy, in one way or the other, this is for you all... because I'm one among you 🙂 🙂 I'm one of you... I'm a random person. Most of my conversations with my friends don't start with hello (not usually if I'm comfortable with them). Mostly it is like OMG, …

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Dear March …

Dear March, You know when I met you, I was pretty much wasted, I should have known better than, to give away my heart, to someone who wouldn't return my love. I should have known better, because when you met me, I was drowning in the pool of my emotions. I should've known better, NOT …

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Wishful Thinking: You Complete Me

I think about the beginning. Those early days when I first saw her and had an insane crush on her always will remain afresh in my heart. Those days were lovely for me and crazy fun for few friends of mine. They still tease me whenever we cross her... the way my eyes lit, the …

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Misplaced Monday

Does the title ring any bell? Probably NOT, because this is the first time, I'm gonna try this. I've written few articles about how a book made me feel (I wouldn't call them review) and this Misplaced Monday is a similar sort. But gonna be only on Mondays and this will cover pretty much the …

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Ramble on

So much has happened since I last blogged, yet so little has changed. It's been more than 15 days since I wrote a poem which should be a huge change but doesn't feel so. And it's been 2 days since I read a book which also for strange reason isn't bothering me. I scribbled few …

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Bound by Spell

How I forgot to breathe, that moment I saw you… The stillness in the air, made it hard to breathe You made me feel as if the time has stopped, there were so many words left unsaid, I wish for those words to come back to me I want to grab you in my hands …

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Broken Promises …

I can still taste your lies, and feel it crawling under my skin, With all the love we held between you didn't choose to stay.. All I think about is 'you', and all you think about is 'yourself' Strange, right? For, my love still lingers, and I keep painting poems, wrapped with all my love! …

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Indiscreet ME …

I'm considered sweet, yet mysterious too, I'm absurdly messy, yet vital too, I guess, I shall never know, why I'm, who I'm. But isn't that the magic of life? Reading about my recklessness and discreetness, is always harmful — for you and for me! So, tell you what: One day, my fears of embarrassment and …

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