First date, fancy restaurant He’s got me wound around his little finger At the mention of Gray’s; Astrophysics, metropolis, Stargazing and bickering; All throughout dinner, I could only think, First impressions are always the worst. About 13 floors below, As we walk along the brightly lit street, We talk endlessly. We transcend to belting out … More First Dates
We’ve always been in that “phase”; you know, a very will they, won’t they? kinda couple. We were never a couple, except that one time in eleventh grade anyway. Friends with benefits is befitting, also, actual best friends- but not a couple. You and I, we listened to Aoki all night, baked apple pies together, … More Shadows and Smoke.
He makes you want to run away, to give up everything else, to just be. The two of y’all, you think that that’s all you need. He’s your best friend, the one that knows you in and out. I mean, isn’t this the perfect fairy tale ending? It does make sense, you’ve let on more … More Healing Heart
Love is portrayed as all things bright and beautiful: a bunch of flowers on a sunny morning, a kiss on the forehead, intertwined hands, “monthaversaries” (why are these still a thing?), happy families. Why is it that people crave this picture-perfect sense of love, why is this even considered ideal, a standard? Not everyone is lucky … More Damaged Love
The fraction of time we get to spend for the time we stay apart, yet, these sacrifices are worth it. The more we talked when we were apart, the more I learnt about what made you, well, you. That innocent smile hides the ‘no fucks given’ side of you, how you deal with embarrassment by … More Little Things.
You know this general perception of romanticizing love? Initially, everyone is excited about it, although it’s bound to be doomed. And there’s the phase of mourning; at that very moment, it seems like all is lost and you don’t know what to do with your life. There is talk about first love, how nothing can … More What about best friends?
As we walk down the cold, snow-laden streets of Philly, as it’s so fondly known, we ponder upon how time is always limited. Every encounter seems like a daydream, a mere moment. Hand in hand, we conquer every city we take, and conquer each other’s hearts just a little bit more. But we never stay … More Philadelphia.
One day, you’re safely at home, sheltered from everything that could ever harm you. And all of a sudden, you’re not anymore. You don’t know how time managed to change so much, giving you all that you ever wished for, but surely not without some drawbacks. Time gives you wings, they say; but how far … More With Time: Love, Life.
The hustle of fast-moving flyers is always an enthralling sight to see: an eclectic mix of people, be it the frequent-flying businessmen who have an air of sobriety around them, the first-time flyers exuding nervousness and excitement; all at the same time, or young adults going away from home to pursue a thrilling life at … More Airports, a way of Life.
Overflowing potholes and dim streetlamps characterized home for her. Narrow lanes branched out in front of her; she was at yet another crossroads of her life. Kamathipura was where her debts led her, to a life of subjugation. The timeless place for all the wrong reasons, it only brought about sleepless nights for her. She … More Red Light Districts
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