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June | 2015 | Imprints...
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All posts for the month June, 2015. Published June 24, 2015. I haven’t seen anything as fickle as respect. Those little glasses people look at you with, become misty time and again. Their vision, doesn’t last forever. A little pull here, a little push there, and boom it’s gone. But just when you’re resting, that respect, the one that came in fairly easy, knows better than to stay. It falls like a castle of placards on a windy night. One blow, a single misdeed and its over. What do you do then? It's nice ...
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Respect | Imprints...
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Published June 24, 2015. I haven’t seen anything as fickle as respect. Those little glasses people look at you with, become misty time and again. Their vision, doesn’t last forever. A little pull here, a little push there, and boom it’s gone. But just when you’re resting, that respect, the one that came in fairly easy, knows better than to stay. It falls like a castle of placards on a windy night. One blow, a single misdeed and its over. What do you do then? Posted in: Random Stuff. Larr; Say it Again!
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Confusion | Imprints...
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Published July 5, 2015. The old self that I was, has been long left behind. The new self is layering itself with multiple shades everyday. This gift of life is unfolding only to spread sheets and sheets of new loom over me. And I, am patiently waiting. I am letting the cover reach my soul. Sniffing each fold, tickling each corner, playing with the softness, feeling it all. In a room full of light, I am figuring the brightest corner. The one in which it will be safe to hide. Posted in: Random Stuff. It's ...
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February | 2015 | Imprints...
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All posts for the month February, 2015. Published February 25, 2015. Indulgence is a very disloyal feeling. It’s a feeling that deserts you when you most need it. When just a little bit of it can make someone happy. When a little extra from it, can get you a special someone. When its vacancy is perhaps the only reason for a relationship to shatter into pieces. It cannot make the cloth anew. Only indulgence can weave that magic. And that becomes the biggest problem. We become so dependent on indulgenc...
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Published March 17, 2015. Words, spoken once, can’t be repeated. They can be formed and delivered with the same tone and accent; but repetition, no. That moment in time, when they were said, the way they were, can never be recreated. Once it’s gone, it’s gone. The morning dew, along with the azan, marks the beginning of each day for me. It doesn’t start the same old one though. It starts something new. Perhaps that is why everyday in the rainy season doesn’t infuse poetry into your ink. You are commentin...
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Pure Indulgence | Imprints...
https://shradhaaswani.wordpress.com/2015/02/25/indulgence
Published February 25, 2015. Indulgence is a very disloyal feeling. It’s a feeling that deserts you when you most need it. When just a little bit of it can make someone happy. When a little extra from it, can get you a special someone. When its vacancy is perhaps the only reason for a relationship to shatter into pieces. It cannot make the cloth anew. Only indulgence can weave that magic. And that becomes the biggest problem. We become so dependent on indulgence, that we forget communication is in ou...
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https://shradhaaswani.wordpress.com/2015/01/28/beauty
Published January 28, 2015. The dictionary definition: The quality present in a thing or person that gives intense pleasure or deep satisfaction to the mind, whether arising from sensory manifestations (as shape, color, sound, etc.), a meaningful design or pattern, or something else. Have you ever read a book again? A book that you love. Or a poem? Or did the second time also restrict the pleasure to your senses? We did not exchange phone-numbers, or e-mails, or facebook contacts. Perhaps none of us ...
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On the Beach | Imprints...
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Published February 22, 2015. There is this thing about travelling. It either makes you more aware of your self, or puts all that you are aware of into question. Writing about such travelling puts the trips you take into perspective. At least for me it does. I wonder if this is what they call travel-writing. And yet, I bought something only for my own sake, only when I wanted to. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Enter your email a...
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March | 2015 | Imprints...
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All posts for the month March, 2015. Published March 17, 2015. Words, spoken once, can’t be repeated. They can be formed and delivered with the same tone and accent; but repetition, no. That moment in time, when they were said, the way they were, can never be recreated. Once it’s gone, it’s gone. The morning dew, along with the azan, marks the beginning of each day for me. It doesn’t start the same old one though. It starts something new. I love you in my selfish way, and I think you love me, in your fus...
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If anxiety was a Man! | Imprints...
https://shradhaaswani.wordpress.com/2014/12/07/if-anxiety-was-a-man
If anxiety was a Man! Published December 7, 2014. If you were a man, anxiety, I would lock you in the loo,. Not just run away, but never look back too,. So easy it would have been, to render you a creep,. Let you while away in jail, without even feeling cheap. I thought I hate men most, what a crucial mistake to make,. After your troubles coming to light, men hardly seem a stake. Cosier, happier, so much more than now, the world would be without you,. Posted in: Random Stuff. December 22, 2014 at 5:44 AM.
