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Thoughts : July 2015
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My E-diary with all my emotions unplugged and unedited that I love to pen down whenever possible. I present my bare thoughts, informally drafted which provide a glimpse of who I am. Sunday, 12 July 2015. Its been awhile since I'm not my best. I feel like I'm at test. Things inside are not at rest. I don't want to be a subject of conversations rather I desire self perception, a vision to help me clear my doubts. I'm screaming but my screams are not heard. I'm running but my feet are tied. I'm figh...When ...
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Thoughts : December 2014
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My E-diary with all my emotions unplugged and unedited that I love to pen down whenever possible. I present my bare thoughts, informally drafted which provide a glimpse of who I am. Monday, 22 December 2014. My perspective is dented with a fresh coat of sanity. The cues are more subtle and firmer. I'm assessing and observing my new demeanor! These changes amaze me rather have a profound effect. The reality bites are tangy and sweet. If this is what is being called self actualized? View my complete profile.
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Thoughts : September 2015
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My E-diary with all my emotions unplugged and unedited that I love to pen down whenever possible. I present my bare thoughts, informally drafted which provide a glimpse of who I am. Sunday, 27 September 2015. A circle has no boundary. The ends are closed and properly tied. The place where we start the journey, we end our journey there itself. Similar to a circle is time. The passage of time is unexpected. Anything may arise from anywhere, making its presence felt. Its limitlessness is its limit. Watermar...
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Thoughts : Year that was
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My E-diary with all my emotions unplugged and unedited that I love to pen down whenever possible. I present my bare thoughts, informally drafted which provide a glimpse of who I am. Monday, 19 December 2016. When good things happen unexpectedly they always bring the biggest of smiles on your face! I think that's the reason I feel something better is in-store for us when things are not favourable to us. Life with its surprises. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Thoughts : October 2016
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My E-diary with all my emotions unplugged and unedited that I love to pen down whenever possible. I present my bare thoughts, informally drafted which provide a glimpse of who I am. Monday, 10 October 2016. A relationship beyond a tag. You know when you left he was heartbroken, he literally cried through the day. I've never seen him like that.". You don't even know what kind of pain I have been through! You left a gaping hole inside me.". Would he be willing to talk? Is he seeing someone else?
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Thoughts : May 2014
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My E-diary with all my emotions unplugged and unedited that I love to pen down whenever possible. I present my bare thoughts, informally drafted which provide a glimpse of who I am. Thursday, 22 May 2014. A complex soul always searches for simple activities. A simple soul always tries to make it to a level up! Just adding a little salt to a bland dish makes it taste different or by adding a tinge of red to a black painting gives it a new meaning. Likewise, I'm adding these simple elements to my monot...
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Thoughts : August 2016
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My E-diary with all my emotions unplugged and unedited that I love to pen down whenever possible. I present my bare thoughts, informally drafted which provide a glimpse of who I am. Sunday, 21 August 2016. We were both young when I first saw you. An arranged meeting that set the pace for the upcoming conversations. We decided to believe in it and accept it as destined. Not knowing that it will become our life. Honestly, I've never felt this way before and the credit goes to you for making me believe that...
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Thoughts : December 2015
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My E-diary with all my emotions unplugged and unedited that I love to pen down whenever possible. I present my bare thoughts, informally drafted which provide a glimpse of who I am. Saturday, 12 December 2015. Lies get complicated, usually if you tell a lie, you have to tell another lie. And each lie turns into another lie and another lie, and it makes things complicated. Until, eventually, you're left with this big mess of lies. that you can't find your way out of. Your deception gave me strength to see...
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Thoughts : Love Story
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My E-diary with all my emotions unplugged and unedited that I love to pen down whenever possible. I present my bare thoughts, informally drafted which provide a glimpse of who I am. Sunday, 21 August 2016. We were both young when I first saw you. An arranged meeting that set the pace for the upcoming conversations. We decided to believe in it and accept it as destined. Not knowing that it will become our life. Honestly, I've never felt this way before and the credit goes to you for making me believe that...
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Thoughts : February 2016
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My E-diary with all my emotions unplugged and unedited that I love to pen down whenever possible. I present my bare thoughts, informally drafted which provide a glimpse of who I am. Friday, 26 February 2016. Story of Inaaya: finding worth. Sitting on the edge of the parapet wall,. With an open diary and pen in hand,. Earplugs tucked in the ear and the sound of loud rock music blaring through them,. Tears rolled down my cheeks and I wanted to shout out loud. The open pages of my diary read my story. It re...
