This is the age of globalization. You wouldn't want to be alone.
Accept it. There is absolutely no reason to celebrate the fact that you were born five years ago, eighteen years ago or even twenty-five years ago. You get presents. Why? What is the celebration? Oh look I survived for twenty-five years? It's probably your luck you didn't get hit by a truck that you're still… Continue reading Birthday? Overrated.
I lost my phone. Those who haven't ever lost their phones wouldn't know how much that sentence hurts. The experience even more. And worst, having no idea where you had last used it. So after spending nearly the entire day out, I returned home to take out the stuff from my oh-so-fashionable bag and of… Continue reading And people cry after break ups.
Do you know what is the most difficult part of a student's life? I am not talking about the oh-so-perfect-I-am-an-all-rounder ones. It is following a self-made study routine. My Documents folder has at least three word files and two excel files with elaborate routines. The last pages of a few notebooks, my scribbling pad and two… Continue reading The Battle.
Breaking up with someone who probably still loves you, has to be a really difficult thing, especially if you (the person who is going to initiate the break up) are a really caring person. I think even if you're just caring minus the "really", it still is going to be a difficult thing for you.… Continue reading The ease of technology.
People show different sides of themselves with different people. First I termed it as being fake but then I realised that it's a necessity, my realisation was further enhanced by a post which said that behaving differently with different people isn't called being fake, it means we were mature. Not exactly agreeable, but I got… Continue reading BEING FAKE.
I'm probably one of the most irregular bloggers, but probably because I wasn't meant to be a blogger. Not that anyone is meant to be a blogger. Whatever. I haven't gotten a college yet. I've enrolled myself into one but it's not my college with the subject I want to study. I don't want a… Continue reading RANDOM SPILL.
Things just have to go and spoil themselves for me. I firmly believe I have no role to play in this. This post will be more coherent and relatable to people who binge-watch shows, get trapped in imaginations while reading a book and side with some fictional character with heart and soul as if their… Continue reading LIFE LAUGHS AT ME.