Posted in The Untold Story

Little Things…

Whenever I feel alone, even for a minute, you know I get into that deep trance, that unhappy zone wherein I feel all alone and helpless. And I don’t know how but you always get to know that I am feeling low and I need you. You always end up calling or texting me and I end up smiling again. That is for you, my savior and my guiding light.

I don’t say this always, but thanks. Thanks for always being there. And please stay forever!



When I am not busy scribbling and sketching away on little pieces on paper, I am found cozying on my recliner enjoying movies and cartoons. A dreamer and an artist, I am in love with all things beautiful. Prefer Bukowski and Gulzar over Shakespeare and Tagore. And nights over daytime. Anti-social and friendly in the same breath. Desperately trying to bring being nice in vogue. This blog is an itinerary of a girl amidst the cacophony of metropolitan life facing the struggles & unexpected surprises that life offers.

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