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Before I Knew...

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I remember when I was a kid— Summer days stretched wide with light, Running wild without a care, Screaming joy into the wind, Giggling like laughter was breath itself. I remember the smile that lit my face, Untouched by the troubles quietly circling the grown-up world. The night sky felt like a friend, The beach, a kingdom— sand stuck to my skin like stars. Evenings were a festival then, My brother, my friends, our laughter chasing the dusk. I crushed on a boy too old to notice me, played cricket, hide-and-seek, tennikoit— games that made my heart race like it was the only thing that mattered. But even then— when I was still a child— life was already changing its tune. The hush behind closed doors grew louder. The innocence I danced in wore thinner with each passing year. Still, I danced, I pranced— but something in me knew: my feet would never move quite the same way again.

Covid- 19 and the Strays

     Covid-19, a pandemic that has reached almost the entire globe, with around 1,54,350* deaths globally, it has become our new reality. With our country being on official lockdown from March 25, 2020, in most places, supply of essential goods has taken a serious hit. In case of the poor, it has been worse off. While it has affected people in humongous ways, animals are finally getting some slack time away from humans, and while this may seem great, the ones that depend on humans for food to survive are having it bad.      In an address to the nation on March 25, 2020, the Prime Minister, Narendra Modi said – “Everyone must care for all the animals around them. Due to the lockdown several stray animals are facing a crisis because they will not get food. I appeal to the people of this country to take care of all the animals around them”. While the Prime Minister has appealed to the public, people in my area suddenly wake up and come up with problem after ...

The Meowsters of Our Home

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Whiskers Lola and Shadow “One cat just leads to another.” – Ernest Hemingway The cat, nature's most proud, sassy, demanding and many a times, clumsy creation. Ever since I was a baby, I have been surrounding by dogs, birds and cats as pets. My first cat was a tom named 'Whiskers'. A really mild sweetheart, the poor fellow was also at the receiving end of my torments. From suffocating hugs to being forced to be a part of my games, Whiskers never once hissed or scratched me. He and my previous dog, 'Poppins' got along really well and always played together. Unfortunately, we had not neutered him and one night he ran out a window and simply vanished. We went around the neighbourhood looking everywhere for him but never did find him. Shadow and Patch are brother and sister. After many years of losing Whiskers, when I was in the fifth standard, we brought the two home from an acquaintance's house. Shadow was very protective of Patch,...

The Bathroom Singer's Accident

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Image Credits: Pinterest Ever since I can remember, I have always had a passion to sing in the shower. I can pride myself on being a professional bathroom singer. The minute I enter the bathroom, the blue tiled floor and walls transform into a grand stage. The buckets and wall mounted cabinets become my fans. With a shampoo bottle in hand, I belt out my most favourite songs, even occasionally strumming my air- guitar during performances.  When I was little, I would take a minimum of 45 minutes to have a bath. Look, I don't know about you, but I surely take my singing seriously. You cannot expect me to perform just one song and be done with my show! There have to be at least five songs, if not more and each song has to be delivered with equal enthusiasm and extravaganza. If I do decide to perform slow songs, then I most definitely need to express the raw emotions of the song.  Famous artists were not spared from such mishaps, and neither was I, a mere bathro...

An Unpredictable Life.

     In the summer of 2017, the end of the board exams marked the end of six years of high school. In these six years, I made friends and even considered some to be my “best friends”. These were just a very few who I cared deeply for, more than I could care about myself, but in the blink of an eye these friendships that I really held dear to me broke down so quickly, they made me question the genuinity of them all.      People who called themselves my best friends began hanging out with people who I would avoid. And while all this took place, somewhere down the line, one friendship that mattered the most to me was lost. There was no definite breaking point, just radio silence, one which was deathly cold. I never could figure out the reason for this no matter how much I tried.  The not knowing why really hurt and I began blaming myself. I began thinking that maybe something was wrong with me, maybe I wasn’t good enough to be a friend. That’s when the...

Mes Pensées

My Thoughts If you could go back in time and change events in your life, what would you change? Would you correct the mistakes you've made; would you change the steps you've taken? Would you try to mend the ties you've broken, or would you prevent them from breaking at all? If you've stuck knives into people, would you take them out and patch up the wounds you've left behind? Or would you let them be, for the ones you have are far nastier than the ones you've given. If you could stop things from falling apart, friendships, relationships, emotions, would you? Or would you let them crumble, they've made you stronger and helped you see people for what they truly are?  All their layers exposed, like pulling back a veil that covers a sinister face. So, if given the chance, would you really go back and change your past? We possess no time machine, no button to push to take us back ten years.  The events in our life, remain etched in st...