To Old Beginnings…

Things that were abandoned, need to be nourished again.

It’s funny to think of all the pressure people create upon themselves to do something grand at the beginning of a new calendar year. Do you want to know what I did? I travelled. Nope. Not in a fancy way. I travelled alone

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खुद से, खुद की, रक्षा का वादा |

It was one of my favourite days of the year—Rakshabandhan. The day of promise. A day when, every year, my brother made a promise to protect me, take care of me, and save me for as long as he is alive. In 22 years, this day had come to mean something special to me. It was a day where me and him bonded anew. It was the most special day of the year—the one that mattered the most. The only beauty in this day was him—he kept every promise he made, every day of every year. And just like that, a piece of thread came to mean a lot to me. It was pure, pious, sacred. Nothing could taint it, injure it, or destroy it. But this year, Rakshabandhan was going to be different. Why? Because I had decided so. Continue reading “Promise.”

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