Sorry//Finding happiness.

I know, I know. I’ve fucked it all up. I haven’t been regular with this blog at all. And that sucks, because there really were days when I wanted to write about something or the other that was on my mind, but couldn’t. Thus, today, I take a stab at some poetry, with a silent promise […]

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Empty nest syndrome.

I live in an apartment, bereft of any supervision, with my two closest friends, and a third one whom none of us like, but just happens to be there. It’s a 2BHK, so there’re two in every room. My roommate has been dating this amazing girl for just over a year. The other one broke up […]

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