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I Vanish here!: As I watch you grow!
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This is a blog about the shades of life. This is a place where I Vanish when I am away from the world. This is a place where I come, have my little portion of bliss, relax and then go back to the same old ugly realities Of life. From the world outside, this is my vanishing point! I hope to present some thing worth reading. Follow and you'll be tempted to read more! Monday, 30 May 2016. As I watch you grow! As I watch you grow,. I see your beautiful soul,. I realize time is slipping by,. Once I blinked,.
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I Vanish here!: A Glimpse Through Momhood
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This is a blog about the shades of life. This is a place where I Vanish when I am away from the world. This is a place where I come, have my little portion of bliss, relax and then go back to the same old ugly realities Of life. From the world outside, this is my vanishing point! I hope to present some thing worth reading. Follow and you'll be tempted to read more! Thursday, 13 October 2016. A Glimpse Through Momhood. Thursday, October 13, 2016. Comments are welcome and appreciated! Things I am proud of.
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I Vanish here!: You
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This is a blog about the shades of life. This is a place where I Vanish when I am away from the world. This is a place where I come, have my little portion of bliss, relax and then go back to the same old ugly realities Of life. From the world outside, this is my vanishing point! I hope to present some thing worth reading. Follow and you'll be tempted to read more! Monday, 9 November 2015. In the entirety of sanity,. In complete faith,. In utter belief,. In all my senses,. With hopes of rainbows,. So A v...
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I-Topia: A Warm Oblivion
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Writing, as I take it, ain't about heavy difficult to pronounce words. The purpose is one, "From My Heart To Yours". Tuesday, March 31, 2015. Nothingness is all around and all around is hope. The way I see it is the way it shows. Clear and well lighted, a place for both young and old. Shines in the darkness and hides in the gold. Tuesday, March 31, 2015. Whats on that thoughtful mind? Your views/criticism are valuable. Go ahead and share a thing or two :). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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I-Topia: This. Man. Is. Love.
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Writing, as I take it, ain't about heavy difficult to pronounce words. The purpose is one, "From My Heart To Yours". Wednesday, April 8, 2015. This Man. Is. Love. You are the one behind my sleepless nights and dreamy days;. A true gentlemen with unmatched demeanour,. So new yet so familiar, so dramatic yet so plain,. With you, every day is a memory and every memory a fond one. Wednesday, April 08, 2015. Love u my better half 3. Love you so much love. The best person ever :*. Thank you dear Gunjan :).
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Drunken Neurons: Troublemaker
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The liquified dreams weaved into words. Sunday, 1 March 2015. If my neurons are drunk enough to make me write this post, theyre definitely drunk enough to appreciate your criticism. Shoot. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The Top Rated Ones. The Middle Class Equation; Can You Solve It? There Will be A Time. Out, But Never Quite Over. Some say it gives them hope. But I just write because I feel like writing. View my complete profile. Ethan Meleg - Nature Photography Blog. What is a homeland?
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Drunken Neurons: September 2014
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The liquified dreams weaved into words. Sunday, 28 September 2014. There was a familiar lull in the air that wafted past me as I sat here. The cushioned rocking chair seemed comfortable, although I'd tucked a stone under the chair support. I didn't want any rocking anymore. Enough rocking had been done. The room remained silent in the way that a cemetery stays silent in the after-hours of the night. No sound, and yet the silence remains deafening. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Top Rated Ones.
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