Oblivious

She daydreams about the handsome princes and knights in shining armor the queens in glorious gowns and castles with secrets galore ♥ She’s mesmerized by the magic conjured by wands by the beauty of invisibility cloaks by cursed rings, poisoned apples, the elves, hobbits, and dwarfs ♥ Her world lies between the pages filled with…

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Shallow aspirations, masked apprehensions, callow words, stories told. ♥ Trials or tribulations, finessed or artless, but naivety is better than regrets, experience does teach that. ♥ It’s time to celebrate, the victory of words, over mindless reservations, and mundane adversities. ♥♥♥ BadBookthief completed 4 years today. ♥♥♥ The beginning was harrowing. But could it be more rewarding?…

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Convalesce

An ethereal shift An enter to exit No backspace Nothing to erase ♥ No feelings No control Free as a dove No more in love ~~~~~~~ Asha Seth

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Want more blog traffic? Here’s the trick!

Who doesn’t want more readers? We might say, I do it for self-satisfaction, for thought-liberation, to improve the language, or create worded memories. Right and agreed. But has anyone ever felt they don’t much care about having an audience? Having an audience to appreciate your work never hurt anyone. As writers, all of us crave…

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Dying Embers

Fire burnt the logs through the night, and all that was left behind were the dying embers… the warmth of your touch sinking deep under my skin, you were the fire slowly turning me to ash… under the starless sky, we lay, counting beats that slowed down, like twigs turning to embers… ♥ as you traced your finger…

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Forever

At a quarter past nine with a candy bar and a smile she left him waiting under the tamarind tree  ♥ At a quarter past nine nineteen years since his steps lead him unconscious waiting for her incredulous ♥ In the dark under the dim stars withered, weakened stands he under the dried tree ♥ Inconsolable sorrow engulfing…

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Long Lost

little things like secrets, like stories are bearers of poignant memories of sobs and smiles long lost  in the sands of time ♥ little things like secrets, like stories they make home and stay forever in some forgotten corner of the mind waiting to be sought and celebrated like those broken toys now left untouched, uncared in some unattended, undisturbed corner  in the attic gathering dust and what not…

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Black

To me you’ll always be the colour black concealing a part of me So dark so mysterious so seductive so rebellious Engulfing me heart and whole like the darkness  that surrounds There you are and yet not there cease to exist at the slightest touch An illusion a mirage in the depths of my heart all…

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Hurt

It doesn’t hurt as much When you say you don’t love me It doesn’t hurt as much When you show you don’t need me But it does hurt When you walk away each time It does hurt When you say you’re not the one for me Rid yourself off my thoughts You can You’re not…

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Mysterious

Hidden with dense interpretations Left to his mind’s contemplation Her mysterious expressions Stir his insides A momentary pause From the routine Letting herself wander Perhaps, in the world of her dreams Those tiny little curves Find him in a wonder As she quietly saunters Enjoying his unperturbed attention A quick gaze and half a smile,…

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Uncertain

The walks I take In the evenings, cold and dreary With the sun setting on the horizon I’m uncertain where I want to go The mornings I spend Wishing this and that Unhappy with what I have I’m uncertain about what I want The notes I make Sitting on the porch Writing and striking words…

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The Woods (Part 2) – A Short Story

contd… Where were you? Panic was starting to set in. It was no more a joke. Please come back! Teasing me? Like I was teasing you minutes ago. You always played this game. Hide n seek. Only so you could come around me and hug me from the back. Startling me. But this was no…

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For a moment, let’s just…

For a moment, let’s just… Stand still and look around and watch the birds fly or hear the rustle of autumn leaves or let the deafening silence reign. ♥ For a moment, let’s just… Stand by the sea and enjoy the waves crash against the rocks and let us do nothing but watch the bubbles…

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Healing is Bliss

Some days, you may not feel like talking – accept it, and stay quiet. You may not feel like moving out of the house – stay in, remain locked up. No desire to eat or drink – remain such, till your body starts to crave food. Nor you may have the appetite for anything that you ordinarily love…

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Letters

On the loneliest days, when living’s hard to do, infused with pensive longing, your letters carry your smell, and also the reason for wanting to breathe again ~~~~~~~ Asha Seth

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December

the snow, the chilly winds, these will always be, December, though, will always remind me, of us, you and me, your whispers on foggy breaths, the warmth of your touch, melting beneath my skin. ~~~~~~~ Asha Seth

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Maybe

maybe it’s true, maybe we are not meant for each other maybe how we feel when we are with each other, may not be true maybe we are just fooling ourselves, maybe exploiting each other to get past things we know will never happen but we so desire maybe it’s just me or maybe it’s…

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Introspection

The best thing about spending time alone is you get to know yourself better. I’d read somewhere that ‘The only person you should be better than, is yourself‘. So that gives me a lot to think about. And therefore this ME post. I will talk incessantly about myself. Read on. Read till it gets to…

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Eyes tell a story

“Why eyes?”, asked he suddenly not so curious. “Why ever not”, I enquired. Answering his less satisfied yet inquisitive look, “For the same reason as you may find lips or hair or general physique attractive”, I finished. I find casual coffee talks quite stimulating. Especially, when you meet with old mates after a long time. Conversations steer in all directions.…

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Manners can kill

Apparently, manners and I don’t get along well. Don’t look so surprised. Not yet. Save it up for what comes next. If you’ve been following this blog you’d already know that I have never been the best kid in the world. Blame the generation gap, blame me, and blame whoever you like. But that’s that.…

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