Apocalypse – Micropoetry

it was breathtaking the way she sat there like a winner ready to consume the apocalypse surrounding her * * * * * #badbookthiefpoetry For my poetry, Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Never want to miss a post? Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr | Pinterest

With close to 10k followers, I feel a pinch of joy to think that I might be doing something right here; despite my vanishing acts and brief spells of lethargy. Today, on the eve of the 8th anniversary, I look back at the past 8 years and I'm proud, so proud. Because I could beat... Continue Reading →

An Indian Farmer in Nasik: A Memory

51 year-old, Ahilya Pahune, a proud village farmer, living in Nasik, is helping her large joint family of 21, harvest the rice. Despite the heat, despite the hard work, despite her physical limitations, this woman was all smiles at the end of a long day and more than excited for a quick chat with us.Type:... Continue Reading →

Tonight, I do not want to think about books. I do not want to talk of blogging. I do not want to draft a new post. I do not want to pride myself over everything I've gained. I do not want to reminisce about the pleasures, failures, anxieties, or liberation writing got me. I do... Continue Reading →

And baby, here's why you couldn't ruin me because even before we met a thousand fires had burnt me a thousand seas had drowned me Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Stay in touch. Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr

Quarantined in life connected in hearts this phase too shall pass just play your parts apart Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Stay in touch. Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr

Dear Heart – Micropoetry

Dear Heart, I am still to meet someone who would put me in more sweet trouble than you. Yours lovingly. Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Stay in touch. Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr

How I wrote 31 Posts in 31 Days

Did you miss me? I sure did miss you. If you were wondering where I had vanished the past couple of days; after showering you with my posts every single day for the last whole month, let me tell you, I was around, only allowing myself some slack time, after having chased myself to achieve... Continue Reading →

Dear papa, Your father. Your brothers. Your uncles. Same faces. Similar voices. Their presence. Your absence. Tearing chaos. Overbearing silence. I don’t want to meet them. I want them all gone. Even for an hour, I can’t stand them. You stare back from those faces. You speak in their voices. You are there, yet not... Continue Reading →

11 Difficult Books I Read in 2019

Early this month, I shared a blog post on the Best Books I Read in 2019. Following that, I knew I had to do a list of books that I found challenging, that I struggled with, and perhaps, that didn't hit a chord with me. When you read as much as 90 plus books in... Continue Reading →

Robinson Crusoe: Book Review by Asha Seth

Review also available on: Instagram | Goodreads | Amazon Author: Daniel Defoe| Genre: Historical Fiction, Adventure| Pages: 298 The Blurb: Robinson Crusoe is a fine Englishman living in England who cherishes a dream of going to the sea. Although his family does not support his idea, he flees nonetheless, on a ship to London. After two... Continue Reading →

12 Best Books I Read in 2019

2019 was quite productive, as far as reading is concerned.  After many years, I managed reading decent number of books. It was back in 2012, that I had managed reading 105 books but wasn't totally happy then because most books were mere experiments with new modern-day debut authors and the books turned out to be... Continue Reading →

Rune – Micropoetry

Peering into the river I heard the waves hum a tune I was sitting by its feet and was soon drowned in its rune Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Stay in touch. Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr

Every time…

And every time, breathing felt like a mountain weighing you down I wish you’d come running into me… that you’d allow me to cradle you to sleep… And every time, living felt like a burden drowning you down I wish you’d come running into me… that you’d allow me to cradle you to sleep… And... Continue Reading →

My Writing Resolutions for 2020

It's time to declare the 2020 resolutions. After much contemplation, I have rounded off my resolutions to a few that I hope to accomplish by the end of this year. But before that, let me tell you that in 2019, I had one simple resolution - to read an appreciable number of books; given the... Continue Reading →

2019: A Bookish Success!

Looking back, I think of the past year as a massive success when it comes to reading. After 3 years, it was in 2019 that I could meet my Goodreads Reading challenge. I finished reading 93 books last year; a record I never dreamt to make. I also started my Youtube channel 'BadBookthief' where I... Continue Reading →

Hey, December!

You stole my heart with your windy nights that caressed my body and left me in shivers... Hey, December, I've loved you more than summers 'Tis you I've wished to stay longer I hope you always remember... ~~~~~ Asha Seth

The Thing about Betrayals

Someone once told me, the worst part about betrayals is - it comes from people you love most, trust most. But this morning I woke up feeling betrayed from a person I hardly knew. Someone who was around for only so long. Then why do I feel the way I feel this morning? It is... Continue Reading →

What I learned in 5 years of blogging

For the past few months, I have been writing poetry, a lot. I've realized it makes me feel relaxed, unbound. My diary is full with a lot of them. Some have made it to Instagram, some just lie between its pages; hopeful. But I haven’t written anything for a long time. And by that, I... Continue Reading →

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