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Namastey!

I hope you're doing well this season. I had mine amazing and occupied with the festival and travelling plans. Sorry for being gone for so long. I had a couple of posts planned and worked but wasn't able to share them with you all. I hope to do so soon though.


Hi, everyone!

It's officially October, I'm so excited for this month to begin. I love that it's Inktober season and the festive vibes that comes along it. So here's me sharing the festive look on my journal.


I don't know if I should visit those places
where you've just erupted,
and destroyed the areas
where I was supposed to build a home.


your constant declines can't break what has already been broken
but they do help me face towards the sun
and never look back at you again.

I need some space this september.
Yup, that's exactly what I need now! 
So, here's my planner setup based on this interesting theme that I always wanted to tryout. 
I hope you enjoy going through this and find this helpful for your own journal.

for all the things that have been here
and those that are yet to be found,

maybe I could be at that moment I keep on wishing I were
and still, end up ruining it.

across the things that we can vision,
there lies a place inside my thoughts where the world exists in a dominant color.

you are the leaves in my branches
that were gone last autumn,
I stand still waiting for spring to come
go through that season,
blossom until you decide to wither
and leave me again.


the length of the measuring tape we had on our hands,
that was the farthest I thought you'd go,
and we'd roll the edges,
until we meet again.

but now that I think of it,
it wasn't a 60-inch tape we were holding.


spring comes with birthdays.
birthdays of the flowers that went dry this winter,
scents that disappeared in the fogs,
and colors that desaturated with the change.

Marine Drive, Mumbai, 2016.

waking up to your soft whispers,
this morning, I find myself reciting tales,
with words I wouldn't say even when drunk.

you're there, 
telling me to go back for the moments I chose to forfeit.
telling me I can fix the broken things back together.
telling me these regrets are nothing but just illusions.

one step at a time, don't look down.
let this moment pass, like how the days did when I waited for this one to arrive.


Amidst the broken street lamps, accompanied by the luminous moon above, I could clearly differentiate between the roads that lay ahead. The loud lightning incited a sudden feeling of fear and willingness to head home quickly. A few minutes and I'll be home, I repeated twice.

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