Hey asters, I’m finally back. I’m back home for study holidays before finals and thereby finally have some time where I’m not constantly bombarded with coursework. I wanted to share my experience as a student who went back to college amidst the pandemic after about 8 months of online classes. For your convenience, I’ve broken […]
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The characters mentioned are purely fictional. The narrative is completely creative and fictional and any resemblance to real-life characters is purely a coincidence.
Conversations : One – Darling and Sunshine ( Friendship breakups) Read More »
Why is that I always imagine you on a crescent moon, Lying happily among the stars that you hung across the sky. Why is that the night sky which once scared me, Now comforts me,
You are my night sky: A poem to rekindle your heart Read More »
Self-love and selflessness. Seems like they are completely different topics, right? But as someone who has been on the journey of loving myself, I can definitely tell you that they aren’t.
Why is altruism essential in the journey of self love? Read More »
Hello my dear asters, hope you are doing well. Today, I’m here with a poem about yet another topic that’s close to my heart. And I have nothing more to say, let the poem do the talking.
An answer to the question: Are you a feminist too? Read More »
Hello my dear asters, The lockdown has been on for six months now. The virus is still out there. You can’t go back to your old lives any time soon even though a lot of restrictions have been lifted. Your mental health has been shit for months now. But you are fed up. You want
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I wanted to call my readers by an affectionate name. The reason is that writing is something that’s close to my heart, and therefore the people who care to read give my words meaning. So here is a poem for my readers. Your name is revealed at the end of the poem.
What are my readers called? – Cheesy reader name reveal Read More »
I always believed life was all about doing what makes you truly happy. It was about having a dream. But the problem was that I could never figure out what my dream was.
Is it okay not to have a dream in a world where everyone has one? Read More »
The pink shirt you don’t want me to wear,
Lies on my bed among the monochromes.
As I fold it away,
I cry, man tears,
Somewhere far away, where men do cry.
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