An Open Letter to My Readers

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

What’s my Blogging Schedule for 2020?

How was January, reader?  The first month has sprinted already only to make me realise how late I am with this post. But I am here nonetheless. I had a short-term goal of writing a post a day for all the 31 days of January. I did manage it but it left me tad exhausted.... Continue Reading →

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 →

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 →

Real – Micropoetry

If it was believable, was it adventurous enough? If it was forgettable, was it real enough? 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

365 Days. 93 Books. 14 Cities.

2019 steps out the door and I am thinking of events that happened this year. I've known people to calibrate their year based on the good and bad times. I feel that is rather depressing because psychologically, in the end you are left pondering about everything that turned out different from your expectations. I don't... Continue Reading →

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 →

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